|Fugk'd 'n' gong'd|
Untitled SongAll the animals in the wood,Untitled Song by fugk
Looking for something good,
Like some trees, or some bees, or somewhere to live.
Instead lets steal all their woods,
Eat it up, we know we could.
If I was a tree I would grow,
Then I'll stop growing and then shrink,
Back down into the earth,
I'll be a seed and I would just shrink down some more.
Nothing was all I ever was.
When I get so mad,
You know it makes me really really sad,
You can never take back what you said before,
I know you've already heard it.
You dont ever get to take back what you say,
and afterwards things wont be the same.
You dont get to dont want to take back what I say,
Now things wont ever go our way.
Gotta keep packin', get trackin' I've nothing left to say,
I gotta get away today,
Gonna get packin', keep trackin' never havin' anything good to say.
It's gotta be that time now,
Just gotta get away.