Bomb Bottom - 40 Grit

People like to say that they know what they talk about

So many times I have said something like this

Just because of something that they heard a play on words

In the middle of the crosshairs I’ve earned

Take away all my respect and all my dignity

Leave me with the fact of knowing it doesn’t mean a thing

Don’t have to explain to me

I am, we are (All target’s in the crosshairs)

I want to tell you that I’d like to see you come around

I’d like to tell you that I miss you when you are not here

I know you battle a wet demon and you often lose

It doesn’t matter to no one

Don’t have to explain to me

I am, we are (All target’s in the crosshairs)

Come a little bit closer to me, Get up closer to me

Keep in check with your mind

Spite me, pain free, Call me useless

You’ll see, Blindly, you’ve been so foolish!

I am, we are (All target’s in the crosshairs)