We are the Fall
Northern white crap that talks back
We are not black Tall
No boxes for us
Do not fuck us
We are frigid stars
We were spitting, we were snapping "Cop Out, Cop Out!"
as if from heaven

Sucker X 9

No stars in the zone
I stay at home
I live on snacks
Potatoes in packs

I like to blow
I like to blow
I like to blow
Concentration zone

The years go in circles,
the years go in circles
Hopes goes, I'm gone
Smoke comes, i go

A spurs fan, a warrior,
happy no-hoper
Dull, manage,
I think slow

Sucker, blow