Filling up your winnings here for spinning Gettin' in your villains at the filler You're killing, you're still in Slashed and burned your building up your fire (I'm late now) Finding out the hard way I finally found what its sunny for during the day Count up all the ways you can convene here Our little pairs of british fans are leaving You seen it, so freeing Pouring in the proper pad no pressure (I'm pregnant) Feeling out the bitter life Go ride your falling from the things of all the rest of us So later on you can point and laugh Point and laugh at all the rest of us When you pull out like a compass weight Frail sail