Valo Cleaning Up

My heart is a bloody mess

I guess it’s all the wild boys

Stabbing knifes in white flesh

Life comes with no security

A simple cruel and only fact

Just don’t stab me in the back

Can’t count for one

Idiot on the ground

Can’t count for anyone

Let’s scream like it is 2029

Dream it all up never knowing

Try to cry some tears about it

These days will ever blast

No second will never last

Let me tell you all about it

Let’s count our money

Idiots on the ground

Let’s hit them all and run