Whiplash

Jesus cut my throat, and I thanked him for the bleeding I think he's giving me the confidence to wrap it up and sell my soul But I don't believe in anything, I guess my main concern is staying fucking relevant Progress is a big fat elephant, all that matters is your pedigree and sanctity and high remarks, you can call me a try-hard, sit down for a minute of some die-hard. Big john could never get lovin' anyway So sit sweet I got a hankering to hug somebody and blow my load Are you rushing? Are you dragging? Is this happening? Whiplash Do you smile when you get slapped in the head? Are you rushing? Are you dragging? Is this happening? Whiplash Find an empty road, where the water has receded I think I found a place to reconnect and pop a lung and row this boat Heads boobing in the creek Just save a spot for me, Forefathers fucked on fleek No chance we're gonna speak it out and make amends and make it float You can call me a try-hard, sit down for a minute of some die-hard Big john could never get lovin' anyway Sit sweet, I got a hankering to start the coals and kiss the road Are you rushing? Are you dragging? Is this happening? Whiplash Do you smile when you get slapped in the head? Are you rushing? Are you dragging? Is this happening? Whiplash See, now we're talking, subdue you, do you? Not at all The way that you're walking, seems fine, feels like you know it all. And the real thing, is you know nothing, just talk, no weight, run it The weight on my neck isn't quite what I thought it'd be And the purpose of all this is will soon be clear to me, maybe Translate all your anguish to lust for the enemy Cause I've lost all my patience, the only thing left is To look around your room pretty baby, is it everything you wanted it to be? The right time, the wrong situation, so eat shit, don't bother me So look around your room pretty baby, is it everything you wanted it to be? The right time, the wrong situation, so eat shit, don't bother me.