Motorpsycho A Shrug & A Fistful
Senseless I’m soaring elevated off of my cloud
flying, I’m catervauling
a spring/snap kinda loud
don’t f..ck me over again
don’t f..ck me over, my friend
a shrug and a fistful later, down on all fours again
to beat me black’n’blue won’t prove a thing, she said
don’t f..ck me over again
don’t f..ck me over, my friend
you know a shrug and a fistful will teach even angels to
hate
