Withered Hand

I Am Nothing
diss me i don't mind, bad luckerit's much cooler to be kindso let's get trashed on tonic wineand we can all crash round at minecos we're alllooking for some creed to followi've been eating all day and i still feel hollowas if i know how long my freaking dick iswe were the last true sons of bitchesdid they teach you shit at school?like we're all wonderfulwe're all got things that make us evilwe're all got things that make us coolso i'll try to see the world in your waythe pillow's warm from where your head layit's a victory just seeing out todayand i'll try to see the world in your eyesi'm insignificant, that's my sizein the greater scheme of things i am nothingso i took a minor role in my lifebehind two kids, a cat and my wifeyou can keep your blood, you can keep your gloryi'm just looking for my voicedid they teach you shit at school?like we're all wonderfulwe're all got things that make us evilSongtextewe're all got things that make us coolso i'll try to see the world in your waythe pillow's warm from where your head layit's a victory just seeing out todayand i'll try to see the world in your eyesi'm insignificant, that's my sizein the greater scheme of things i am nothing Aus Songtexte Mania