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That’s the state of my, state of my, state of my head
That’s the state of my, state of my, state of my head

It’s been a long bumpy ride sitting back in the saddle
It’s time to get down, dirty up our knees in the battle
Come on, round up the boys, gonna make the walls rattle
Oh, our flag is tattered
And our bones are shattered
But it doesn’t matter
‘Cause we’re moving forward

Round ‘em up, round ‘em up, let’s go
Round ‘em up, let’s go
Oh, my eyes are seeing red
Double vision from the blood we’ve shed
The only way I’m leaving is dead
That’s the state of my, state of my, state of my head
They don’t know
Where we’ve been
We got that concrete street skin
Only way I’m leaving is dead
That’s the state of my, state of my, state of my head

That’s the state of my, state of my, state of my head

We’ve been shot up, beat up by the falling of the arrows
Arrows, arrows, arrows
Yeah, I’m full of deep cuts right down to the marrow
But there’s no doubt we’ll get out from the bottom of the barrel
Oh, our flag is tattered
And my bones are shattered
But it doesn’t matter
‘Cause we’re moving forward

Round ‘em up, round ‘em up, let’s go
Round ‘em up, let’s go
Oh, my eyes are seeing red
Double vision from the blood we’ve shed
The only way I’m leaving is dead
That’s the state of my, state of my, state of my head

They don’t know
Where we’ve been
We got that concrete street skin
The only way I’m leaving is dead
That’s the state of my, state of my, state of my head
That’s the state of my, state of my, state of my head
That’s the state of my, state of my, state of my head

Can you hear me now?
Can you hear me now?
I’m coming back for more
Do you feel me now?
Do you feel me now, now?
I’m breaking down your door
I’m not speaking under my breath
‘Cause the harder you push, the rougher I get
‘Cause I’m not shaking
When the earth starts quaking
Got my own foundation with no hesitation and the

Oh, my eyes are seeing red
Double vision from the blood we’ve shed
The only way I’m leaving is dead
That’s the state of my, state of my, state of my head

They don’t know
Where we’ve been
We got that concrete street skin
The only way I’m leaving is dead
That’s the state of my, state of my, state of my head
The only way I’m leaving is dead
That’s the state of my, state of my, state of my head
The only way I’m leaving is dead
That’s the state of my, state of my, state of my head

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