Letra de Whirl

Ever a fit for the whirl What's within the core There was something here before Down in the commons Away from the door Here I was always out looking for ways to stay sound I got lost along the way Here I was always out praying for ways to stay down I got lost along the way I was unfit for the game I aimed a gun at the world Slept in the piss of the poor Down in the bottoms Away from the door