The Ballad for Failure

You hold your ground making honestys
 Now you're all over me
 Are you that coal
 I stay around making all their plans
 Turning out to rest now you're alone
 Now stand do you hoot
 How could you believe
 How could you blow the horn
 You've got your secrets
 You whole yell at me
 You make the rules
 Crashing low in class
 Cause you're that cut in line
 Feel so alone
 You turn the sound making all the plans
 You shouldn't up the line
 Don't feel that hole
 Now stand do you hoot
 How could you believe
 How could you blow the horn
 You've got your secrets
 You whole yell at me
 Stand do you hoot
 Lead to me
 How could you blow the horn
 How could you believe
 You've got your secrets
 You whole yell at me
 Go
 Hey
 Blow horn