Текст песни Death Grip

I might have felt it when we weren't going fire I might have felt it when we weren't But I'd rather die instead Than do things your way I might have felt it when we were both young I might have felt it when you had me strung out to play I did things your way You held me with your tied lips You gave me acid for my flux stream You held me in your death grip I'm moving out on a death grip I'm moving out into the death grip You seem to think that my thinking is wrong But all that's happen is things I moved on, Today, I did things my way You call me when your head clear You gave me acid for my flux stream You held me in your death grip I'm moving out on a death grip I'm moving out into the death grip You held me with your tied lips You gave me acid for my flux stream You held me in your death grip I'm moving out on a death grip I'm moving out into the death grip