Like we ever had a choice Life's a never ending void So what'cha gonna do about it?
In a constant state of panic We're pissed off and abandoned So what'cha gonna do about it?
Take those horns, throw them up Show them we don't give a fuck
We like our hair down, volume up Wear it like a scarlet letter It's what brings us all together Hit the floor, turn it up 'Cause when it comes to music We all lose it when it's heavy
They'll push you to the edge 'Cause tonight we raise the dead That's what we're gonna do about it
We'll burn this mother down So what'cha gonna do about it?
Take those horns, throw them up We live for it, it's in our blood
We like our hair down, volume up Wear it like a scarlet letter It's what brings us all together Hit the floor, turn it up 'Cause when it comes to music We all lose it when it's heavy
Take those horns, throw them up Show them we don't give a fuck
We like our hair down, volume up Wear it like a scarlet letter It's what brings us all together Hit the floor, turn it up 'Cause when it comes to music We all lose it when it's heavy When it's heavy, when it's heavy More from Theory of a Dead Man