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