Letra de Untitled Track 3
This is, the last, last call, youll have
So spit, your words, back out, dependant
You think youre the greatest of all time,
Time for a wake-up call
Im not sorry, Im not taking it back,
Ill be content with your head on a staff
Peeling off skin thats stuck to my teeth,
Oh how I wanted your parents to seeliar!
Im coming out of this one on top