Letras
Stand up, sit down
Get your feet off the ground
Put them back where they belong now
Get your head out the clouds
Fly straight, twist of fate
Crash land, but don't wait up now
All the plans and all the plots are laid out like
Bullets barreling to your head
You can't be trusted so you must be goaded, yeah
Stand proud, start to shake
Lose your faith, say a prayer
On the take, or be a pauper
Call your mom, kill your guides
Sis and bros, hand in hand
All the while seems you're on your own
Clean your ass, take a shit
On the can, lose your wit
Laugh aloud or cry a river
All the plans and all the plots are laid out like
Bullets barreling to your head
You can't be trusted so you must be goaded, yeah
The line that they're feeding
"Take the bull by the horns"
I take it all with a grain of salt
I blow my own horn
I matador the facts
Snap the cape, snap my fingers
Snap decision is how I choose
So stand up, sit down
Get your feet off the ground
Put them back where they belong now
Break a law, pay the tax
Keep busy, relax
Try to wax on your old hopes now
Sleep around, close your legs
Clean your mind, tap a keg
Learn to lose and mend some hearts now
All the plans and all the plots are laid out like
Bullets barreling to your head
You can't be trusted so you must be goaded, yeah
The line that they're feeding
"Take the bull by the horns"
I take it all with a grain of salt
I blow my own horn
I matador the facts
Snap the cape, snap my fingers
Snap decision is how I choose
