Sometimes I think of what I could’ve been and then I kick myself knowing that
I’ve ended up just like him and there’s other times it doesn’t seem so bad we always used to say with him dead there’ll be
No one in our way
Remember the time he caught us in your room your hands were down my underwear and your tig ol’ bitties glistening in the
Air with the zip of my pants well I headed for the door and with the swing of his fist you were laid out on the floor and
Involuntary self defense call it what you will
How can we go on where do we go from here
Involuntary self defense call it what you will
How can we go on where do we go from here
Running all the way home scared just like a chump
I turned up the judas priest so I could get my gangsta groove on
And the baseball bat called to me like a drug
Breaking the law
Breaking the law
I’m gonna kill your mother’s fucker with a louisville slugger
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