Probandt Lyrics

Your head is lost

Rebel with no cause

No house applause for your entrance

You're hard to deal

Never handle the feel

Of the sweetest peel of a secret

My paths been dealt

With a strap and a belt

Harder and harder its dealt for no reason

The pain is live

Cant wait for it to arrive

Its no surprise

So how you feeling

My weary soul is loud in stereo

And your little one likes to save up for fun, will go and carry a gun

He's just a kid who needs a beating

My appetite

Is taking you for a ride

It's the feeling inside that gots me screaming

Ive walked the mile

Got a sad taste in style

Its driving you wild, it how im built

Ive been the one

To take hold of the sun

Hold it down with my thumb, became a madman

Your bad disease

Is bringing me to my knees

Got me beggin so please, so please release me

My weary soul is loud in stereo

And your little one likes to save up for fun, will go and carry a gun

He's just a kid who needs a beating

My weary soul is loud in stereo

Loud in stereo

My weary soul is loud in stereo

Loud in stereo

So how you feelin?