Strum through the chords/Thumb through the chord
Smell the gas
Take a whiff
Pick your cards
Check your watch
Fuck the risk
Strike a match

The stitching in the pocket
Won't hold
Shake a fist
Run and chase
Check the list
Take a blow to the face

Same old insects
Stacked up subject
Shot to the left
Never looking for a suspect

Second and ten
Never less then perfect
It never failed
When the flag turns black
Through the skin of a convict
Born to harass
Setting fire to the flags
But the thing never ends it

Beg for the scraps
Deck-em on, steal a gun
Load-em up, no lead
Skip a loop, just for fun

So you wanna be second or just sick, take your pick
Check the box near the top
Find a window
Throw a rock

Same old insects
Stacked up subject
Shot to the left
Never looking for a suspect

Eyes to the conflict
Run across the glass quick

Insect inject
Back to the subtext

Second and ten
Never less then perfect
It never failed
When the flag turns black
Through the skin of a convict
Born to harass
Setting fire to the flags
But the thing never ends it

Will the insects win?
Where's your pregnant wife?

Like the sting of an insect
They believe

Will the ugly ones win?
Will the insects win
Where's your pregnant wife?

So hard to look lost
Show the tag, what's it cost
Suck it in
Spit it out
Cinch the noose and the doubt
Sleep in your dreams, ask your friends what it means
Find the gaps, overlaps, who you are in between
Gripe like a kid, pack your bags, slam the lid
Take a hit off a smoke you already choked back
Like a dog you just scratch for an answer to anything
Answers for everything buried in lies

Will the ugly ones win?
Will the insects win?
Where's your pregnant wife?

Writer : CONNELLY, SEIBOLD, MARTIN ATKINS
Copyright : Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group