I got nothing to lose, nothing to prove
Yet the clock keeps ticking, ticking my time away
My sweet mother ain't got nothing to save
I got one foot in the gutter, one in the grave
I'm asking why, why, why?
Do you wanna see me try, try, try?
Fall back, kick it through to another day
Spit the bit, cut the reigns, make it go away
Come on, get up, get down
And give your horns up
Raise your horns up, yeah
Well, I feel it coming over me, yeah, yeah
Come on, get up, get down
And give your horns up
Raise your horns up, yeah
Well, I feel you breaking under me
Well, I'm coming at you, 1, 2, 3
Double fist pounding, baby
Yeah, I say you better think twice
Crosses fall when you're running with me, yeah, yeah
I'll take you down, down, down
Kicking 'til you're 6 feet under the ground
Smoke that ass like the days last cigarette
Light the fires, burn the tires, screaming blood and sweat
Come on, get up, get down
And give your horns up
Raise your horns up, yeah
Well, I feel it coming over me, yeah, yeah
Come on, get up, get down
And give your horns up
Raise your horns up, yeah
Well, I feel you breaking under me
It's taking control, taking control of me
Ooh, yeah, I feel you breaking under me
I feel you breaking under me
Come on, get up, get down
And give your horns up
Raise your horns up, yeah
Well, I feel it coming over me, yeah, yeah
Come on, get up, get down
And give your horns up
Raise your horns up, yeah
Well, I feel you breaking under me
It's taking control, taking control of me
Come on, get up, get down
And take your horns out
Raise your horns up now
Whoa yeah, whoa yeah
It's taking control, taking control
It's taking control, taking control of me
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