Tyrants Songtext
von Trashed Ambulance

You ask me if I got a staring problem
Truth be told, I haven′t seen a thing in years
I'm simply counting on my shitty fucking instincts (Oh way oh)
To find my way to my next beer

Nah nah nah
Nah nah nah
Nah nah nah


You can lead a stupid prick like me to water
But unless it′s in a pint glass I won't drink (Truth be told)
Time would suggest that I should be a little wiser
But my voice gets louder as my brain cells shrink

The intonation's still off-key
Bad chords full of disharmony
These old steel strings are the only things
To keep me sane but cause me pain
I could put it on you but we all know it′s deeper than that

Can′t stop the tyrants in my head
Can't stop the tyrants in my head
Can′t stop the tyrants in my head
Can't stop the tyrants in my head