It's dark, soft shoulder One car, they're older My head hunched over It stops, it opens
My shoulders tighten They yell, I'm frightened My knuckles whiten I stop, I fight them
You know they're just passing it on Someone pays for all their wrongs You know they're just passing it on From the basement of their mom's You know they're just passing it on Someone pays for other wrongs You know they're just passing it on And you're gonna pay them
Slow down, third person Hometown diversion They want to hurt him It starts to worsen
No cause, no quarter No real disorder It feels like torture It starts with boredom
You know they're just passing it on Someone pays for all their wrongs You know they're just passing it on From the basement of their mom's You know they're just passing it on Someone pays for other wrongs You know they're just passing it on And you're gonna pay them
The stars, the silence The bars, the violence It's all behind us They will deny it
