The Final Strike - Liquido
As I was fourteen I was playful
I had a time when I was plainly touched
And I played it as it lays
For a moment there was silence
Look for reasons is beside the point
And it won't last long I was wrong I was cold enough
To smack you right in the face
All I want
All you don't
Will I be right or wrong kick me good calls a final strike
It all came up the other night
I closed my fingers for a fight
When I was wrong
I read the book of bad temptations
Down the streets where I was feeling alright
And slept for quite a while
Still I heard something special
On TV and all that I've ever seen
Is what I'll keep in mind
I was wrong
Still I want so much to smack you right in the face
All I want
All you don't
Will I be right or wrong kick nick good call final strike
Bye now saying goodbye and I call
Now out for more
Will I be wrong
Will I be wrong
Will I be wrong