Iron Clad Lou

Now he's alive, while he sees he knows he don't need a word from this f**king tease, he just needs some space and a lot of trees, a place to sleep, place to breathe. Cruising out of third and strapped to the mountain side, reaching for the sun, it tells him something's right. Come into my mind where I can't feel you. The cat is in my head and I'm f**king wide awake. Image in the sky tells me I'm not alive, smashing suns and you smashing out his brains, come into my mind where I can't feel you. The cat is in my head and I'm f**king wide awake. I win, I win, I win. It sure gets lonely at the top, sure feels weird, you're falling out. It sure gets lonely at the top. I win, I win.