Burnt By The Sun

Im afraid you failed this term.
We can meet again on my terms.
You dont quite make the grade.
Your pleas, your opinions do not mean a thing.
You preen yourself in the eyes of all.
One call and it all comes down.
Your insolence. Your world of you.
One call and well watch it come down.
(One call and well watch it all come down).
I swear Ill make that call.
I swear- Nothing makes sence like nonsence.
It this life, you are kind, Bumbled, not.
What youve got to give is not what I want to receive.
Seven years to forgive?
Ill give you seven seconds to get out.
You gave me seven years of neglect.
Ill give you seven seconds to get out. (today).
It doesnt work that way. It doesnt work.
Ive left you behind liek a fucking ticket
and that shit is never getting paid. Never.
[ Mortimer Lyrics ]