Woorden: Neil Vince. Breakin' In The Gun.

Trees are falling, more than leaves
Make it easy, blame it on me
Pleasure digging, melts away
Lizard chasing, hey I?m not insane
I like, I like, I like chasing them for fun
I like, I like, I like breakin? in the gun
I do what I want, I do what I please
There ain?t a soul who?ll stop me
I take what I want, get whatever I need
There ain?t a soul who?ll stop me
Tease my vision, soak it wet
Explanations I?ll never regret cause
I do what I want, I do what I please
There ain?t a soul who?ll stop me
I take what I want, get whatever I need

There ain?t a soul who?ll stop me
Forest burning, smoking sky
No one?s caring and neither am i
I do what I want, I do what I please
There ain?t a soul who?ll stop me
I take what I want, get whatever I need
There ain?t a soul who?ll stop me
I do what I want, I do what I please
There ain?t a soul who?ll stop me
I take what I want, get whatever I need
There ain?t a soul who?ll stop me