Stay outta the line of sight, son
Keep your dreck to yourself
Onward, noble steed
Try to keep your whimpering to a dull roar
All your life, you were only waiting for this moment to arrive
Reflections of yesterday
Stay outta the line of sight, son
Keep your dreck to yourself
Onward, noble steed
Try to keep your whimpering to a dull roar
All your life, you were only waiting for this moment to arrive
Reflections of yesterday