One for the trouble. Two for the bass. Three to get ready. Let's rock this place. Yeah, yeah. Get up, get up, get up. Check one. . Hoody black, droppin' vengeance, support your back.
The end is near, the summer days. All the great things go away. Feel the cold comin' 'round again. Everything's gonna change again. . Down another day, down another day.
Everyday is nuthin' but stress to me. I'm constantly dwellin' on how you got the best of me. Wanna know somethin' I can't believe. The way you keep testin' me and mentally molestin' me.