You think you're pretty bright cause mama called you son, that don't mean nothing, no. You got your bloody knuckles from breaking bricks with all your muscle, that don't mean nothing, no. You're wasting so much energy, searching for an enemy, to ease the doubt and keep your hand, you can't knock it down like a straw man. I've changed my gear shifting the drive, gonna stay awake while I'm alive. With good humor and a shoddy play, gotta set a fire to my straw man. But hey, you know, things could always be easier, hey, but don't we all complain. And if I'm so watched out for meteors, and meteors, and other forms of wild games. You sold a million diamonds but never gave up one, that don't mean nothing, no. You got your bloody nose from breaking bricks with all the girls, that don't mean nothing, no. So hey, you little Scotty, why you on the loose? You got your head on your shoulders, and a good excuse. Excuse the dudes freezing your blend, you could knock it down with a straw man. Hey, you little Scotty, why you on the loose? You got your head on your shoulders, and a good excuse. Excuse the dudes freezing your blend, you could knock it down like a straw man. You know, things could always be easier. Hey, but don't we all complain? And even so much help from meteors, and meteors, and other forms of violence. Yeah, yeah, yeah. If only this, if only that, changed the one thing holding me back. And I can make it like it's not, I'd be so free sitting on top. The world flies, it doesn't wait, for you to accept your own fate. From doing all your foolish pride, and realized truth you make despise. The skies don't care much who you are, to strike you down with a meteor. Wasting so much energy, searching for an enemy. To ease the doubt and keep my head. I can't knock it down like a straw man.