Sheetkickers

Cover your eyes The light is too bright Your wise men They tell you lies And what's worse they curse But still I love the bite But flies are maybe marked men 'Cause they're attracted to the light they realize The night has come to baptize And they will finally realize And what's worse, it hurts But still they love the bite And I would like to die with you I'd like to try but I'm not suicide And I would like to kill you But that would suit you fine I realize And I will not disgrace myself By chasing you around to pull you back And I will not give in and hit you when Before the fight begins and it's okay I'm over you I'm over you I'm over you I'm over you Cover your eyes The light is too bright