Fastball Are You Ready For The Fallout
I was wondering how you're feeling i thought I saw you kneeling And holding your gut last night It looked like you were praying But I heard someone saying You had been in an awful fight You get the worst of it everytime Lashing out with no reason or rhyme To lose all this rage, at so tender an age Little baby growing up in a rat cage Chorus 1: Are you ready for the fallout? Who you gonna call out? When does it finally come to blows? I think that you're forgetting The blood that you'll be letting Has a price on it, no one knows it You may be suffering in your sleep You may be getting in too deep And you may not care for advice that I share If you want it then I'll be there Chorus 2: Soon you will learn how to swallow a tear So when you're old you can cry in your beer Do you spit at the face staring back in the mirror? Do you have any self respect? Chorus 2 Well what the hell did you expect? Chorus 1 Are you ready for the fallout? Who you gonna call out?
