7 Year ***** - Sink Lyrics
Well I got my head in my hands againI got my heart in my fist againI do my soul through the twist againHead in my hands, heart in fist, soul doing the twistAnd well be seeing you often againOut on the streets youll be killing againYoull have a kid in a coffin againI cant make up my mindI couldnt do it cause I dont ? ? ? ?You cant make up your mindYou couldnt do it cause you dont have oneDont ask me for a dime, youre poorAnd we cant hurt you, we cant hurt you no moreSo you come on down, kick around, leave em in the gutter to bleedThen you come on back tomorrow, you can do it again? ? (dont know this line)Walk back down the streets, teaching the young your evil waysSo you went upstairs, washed your hands, come back down, get em dirty againOh yes you went up stairs washed your hands, come back down, get em dirty againI got my head in my hands againI got my heart in my fist againI do my soul through the twist againAnd well be seeing you often againI cant make up my mindI couldnt do it cause I dont ? ?You cant make up your mindYou couldnt do it cause you dont have oneDont ask me for a dime, youre poorAnd we cant hurt you, we cant hurt you no moreSo you come on down, kick around, leave em in the gutter to bleedThen you come on back tomorrow, you can do it again? ? (dont know this line)Walk back down the streets, teaching the young your evil waysSo you went upstairs, washed your hands, come back down, get em dirty againOh yes you went up stairs washed your hands, come back down, get em dirty againI got my head in my hands againI got my heart in my fist againI do my soul through the twist againYoull have a kid in a coffin again
