Sheetkickers

Cover your eyes
The light is too bright
Your wise men
They tell you liesAnd what's worse they curse
But still I love the biteBut flies are maybe marked men
'Cause they're attracted to the light they realize
The night has come to baptize
And they will finally realizeAnd what's worse, it hurts
But still they love the biteAnd I would like to die with you
I'd like to try but I'm not suicide
And I would like to kill you
But that would suit you fine I realizeAnd I will not disgrace myself
By chasing you around to pull you back
And I will not give in and hit you when
Before the fight begins and it's okayI'm over you
I'm over you
I'm over you
I'm over youCover your eyes
The light is too bright