Been about three days and I'm comin' back I'm about four minutes from a heart attack And I think you make me a maniac But you don't know Two years and we in between But we both been here since we seventeen Here we go, fist fight in a limousine but they don't know...
And we both hope there's something But we both keep fronting And it's a closed discussion And I'm thinking "Damn...
...if these walls could talk"

















