Brass Balls

There you go, you dumb kid
 Running your mouth again and again
 Talking all that shit with a big grin
 Tripping on words again and again
 Oh how exceptional the sound of your words
 Vomit coming out
 You're getting caught up saying foolish things
 I don't believe you believe half the shit you say
 Say what you want, I don't give a fuck
 I learn things the hard way
 Lay yourself down on the tracks (lay down)
 Be crucified by your own words
 You're no cross bearer
 You're not a fucking martyr
 Just a kid, only a fool
 Barely man enough to stand
 You're no cross bearer
 You're not a fucking martyr
 You're no cross bearer
 You're no martyr
 The world doesn't need more mindless shit
 Labeled as unique, there's no heart to it
 You may never feel it like I feel it
 You'll never learn, there's no heart to it
 But you've got the biggest fucking balls
 Brass ones that drag as you crawl
 And for some reason, I think you stole them
 You may be faking after all
 Say what you want, I don't give a fuck
 I learn things the hard way
 Lay yourself down on the tracks (lay down)
 Be crucified by your own words
 You're no cross bearer
 You're not a fucking martyr
 Just a kid, only a fool
 Barely man enough to stand
 You're no cross bearer
 You're not a fucking martyr
 Say what you want, I don't give a fuck
 I learn things the hard way
 Say what you want, we don't give a fuck
 We learn things the hard way
 Say what you want, we don't give a fuck
 We learn things the hard way
 Lay yourself down on the tracks (lay down)
 Be crucified by your own words
 You're no cross bearer
 You're not a fucking martyr
 Just a kid, only a fool
 Barely man enough to stand
 You're no cross bearer
 You're not a fucking martyr