Pollyanna - Fisticuffs lyrics

From the Album: Didn't Feel A Thing Bar room brawl, the fisticuffs song The words you sing, don't need to be long (a long term friend in here) Broken gla**, blood mixes in beer Folded hands, grip frozen in fear Carded tabs, run the length of inked arms Unwelcome faces, upset the cold calm Stare you down, felt your skin crawl (blood near boiling) Slow ceiling fan kept dust stuck on walls Smoke filled tanks of thiry plus men (some just under) Clung to gla** like girls thet knew when Frail jaded men, punch their pain held within Lonely bruised hands Lonely bruised hands