stop looking back

Stop looking back I'm tired of your fooling Oh my god I hate all the crap That you've been spewing Oh my god I'm right I don't know if I'm coming back Or if it'll be tonight But I don't wanna be A running back and F*ck a red knight When you think of tomorrow in The thick of the night Is there a wrong to right for you Stop hatin them For your little movie Of your life Where you resent Anyone who chooses Not to ride along I don't know if I'll Just eat my words as soon as I'm done this song But when it comes to the Flatbacks I'm pretty sure I'm Done When you think of tomorrow On the setting sun Is there a right to wrong for you F*ck the 90's F*ck the 000's F*ck the 10's Those times ain't ours/hours Bring my soul awake again I am fuckin fed up you fuckin tin Fuckin man I'm never coming back F*ck your whole life I don't wanna be a running back And f*ck a red knight When you think of tomorrow in The thick of the night Is there a right to wrong for you