Buddy Nielsen - Gang Fights with Irish Accents lyrics

I'm now improved Got my drift back That makes your... Makes your heart attack For what it's worth I could break you I'd still make you want this back At once you were the one that I threw my dependence on There's nothing wrong with it so wipe your tears and take it off Can you bleed? Can you breathe? You used to know everything Fake, fake the words I wrote down Break, break the boy you couldn't see because he's not searching for your sympathy The way your voice sounds... Promises made to me So take these words and drink alone tonight You haven't called him since September So predictable The truth is penathol has finally got the best of you You want a gang fight, but while your boozing I hope your cruising This is a new revolution, white faced and under attack A struggle for revival, the smoke didn't flow to my back What is this content, his opinion You'll never take me alive, you'll never win So hope for a slow d**h Your hand shakes; you know you're next Look what you did to yourself Lies, lies you've all been sold Starstruck, you take that road Because all your feelings took the best of me