No debate Just quiet hissing way down early street No resistance Just a cannonball in your heart No history Just a parasite in your neck No conviction But the Cannonball
The Cannonball Theory The Cannonball Theory
Mercy on me Mercy on me
No possession Just a diary full of lies No confessions Just a bat in every eye No restrictions Just a nightmare twice a week No conviction But the Cannonball
The Cannonball Theory The Cannonball Theory
Mercy on me This Cannonball is killing me No God could do such thing for me as changing the law of Gravity
