Album: Gimme Some (2011)

Black Book

Please put down your guitar before it goes too far
Your music sounds like shit, how many times do I have to say it?

You talk and talk and talk about how things should work
There's no alternative, how many times do we have to hear it?

I can do everything you do, just a little worse

Please don't be stupid sir, your opinion is disturbed
You say you want control but in my protocol you're falling

We're past the turning point, now money equals blood
You say it's not your fault
But how many times do we have to pay for it?