60 Grit

Lyrics

I'm gonna pick a fight With everyone I love How about I make things right To rest their hearts at sea? This time I'll really drown And carry down worries This time I'll really drown I got bad eyes But I'm living a cat's nine lives I love the smell of dynamite at 9:00 AM And I can taste the fear I put upon your chest I love the smell of dynamite at 9:00 AM And I can taste the fear I put upon your chest Now I've counted way too short (Too short, too short) If I really wanted to sink, I'd cut you off and say goodbye With a bit of tongue and a wink A bit of tongue and a wink Bruises, fuses Everyone loses Bruises, fuses Everyone loses Bruises, fuses Everyone loses Bruises, fuses Everyone loses Bruises, fuses Everyone loses Bruises, fuses, everyone loses Bruises, fuses, everyone loses So tonight I'm running out the rest of my life Tonight I'm running out the rest of my life Tonight I'm running out the rest of my life Tonight I'm running out the rest of my life Tonight I'm running out The rest of my fucking life