Seven Nation Army

I'm gonna fight it off

A seven nation army callin' hold me back

To callin' rip it off

Take you there, tie me right behind my back

And I'm talkin' to myself that night because I can't forget

Back and forth through my mind because of cigarettes

And the mess is coming from my ass and living at the lawn

Don't wanna hear about it

Every single one has got a story to tell

If God knows about it

From the Queen of England and the House of Health

And I catch it coming back my way

And I'm gonna sell it to you

And that's just what they want to hear, that's just what I do

And I feel it coming from my bones, sick from the fire at home

I'm gonna win the time

Four fronts open up for every more

I'm gonna rock this drum

Make it drip off every pore

And I'm bleeding, and I'm bleeding, and I'm bleeding, and I'm bleeding from my lungs.

Other one is gonna bleed from on their feet no more.

And the stain is coming from my blood, it's telling me, "Come back home!"