Casino Madrid Fightin' Words lyrics

And I hope you choke on your own words
You're such a fake, crying out for attention
My hands around your throat now
I won't stop until your eyes are in the back of your head

Light's out, lay you to rest
Put you someplace to walk amongst the living dead
Somewhere cold a place you can call your home

How did we get this far
And where do we go from here?
It's a matter of time

Get your middle fingers up, oh
Kill, kill, kill all the people
Who tried to hold you back
Teach you not to feel

It's my life, talk shit, get hit
Talk, talk your way out of this one and bow down
(You stand alone)
And I'm not done with you just quite yet


You're all a joke, talk shit, get hit
I'll do whatever it takes to get the hell out of here

How did we get this far
And where do we go from here?
It's a matter of time

Oh yeah, I've gone mad
Oh yeah, I've gone really mad
Slow down take a moment
Slow down choose your words wisely
'Cause they might be your last
Dead men's bones

How did we get this far
And where do we go from here?
It's a matter of time

If you want me come and find me
If you want us come and find us