If you´re seeking repair for figure eights in the ice in your stare Seven stories we´re climbing tonight So if you´re angry about the fact that it´s red I´ll surrender, I´ll change it to white
Sneaking looks at you sleeping around At you, grass stained and drunk on the ground So we´re taking you down with the scissor, paper, rock again (So we´re taking you down) Scissor, paper, rock again So we´re taking you down with the scissor, paper, rock again (So we´re taking you down) Scissor, paper, rock again So we´re taking you down with the scissor, paper, rock again (So we´re taking you down)