Heart beating like the Panzer Division
I’ve taken too much
These b#tches are watching
It’s never enough
They told me not to mix sh#t
Sweating, laughing, two lines for a vinyl
Just pour me the next drink
Just like when it all started, the same mentality, the same stupid f#ckface
Locked in a shitty hostel room
The show was over on a Sunday afternoon
Four people I have never seen
Three looks dead, one it’s mе
They call the promoter asking for hеlp
The weirdest sh#t happens only after you’ve left
It’s just as real when we come to your town
They talk sh#t about our lyrics but on stage they just drown
When I perform I bring hookers and trans, no doubts!
I bring tales, cheers and good times
Morphine, sl#ts and good rhymes
Knockout baby, Knockout c’mon
No mask, no pose
Morphine, sl#ts and good rhymes
Knockout baby, Knockout c’mon
Just keep hiding behind your screen
We will take over, take over your scene
Not taking lessons from no one
Just bow down if you see me around
You said you wanna see me outside
You said you got a band, a patch and a website
Take a picture with your horns up
Can’t you see I’m at the tenth round, It’s almost knockout
I bring tales, cheers and good times
Morphine, sl#ts and good rhymes
Knockout baby, Knockout c’mon
No mask, no pose
Morphine, sl#ts and good rhymes
Knockout baby, Knockout c’mon
Knockout baby, Knockout c’mon
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