I could name just about any other country Ranked high in the natural eye Born-Again braces fall off of trees to spread lies Spread out in a historical time Dead men, I'm shot in a battle Dead men don't betray below a latter Dead men, forgive not for my battle Dead men don't betray below a latter I see that in my eyes it's constant of washing room plates with all of the silver I think a game can be played and predicted with luck Until the nights fall out with a bathroom fuck It's a dirty little game I've played before, and a million others are playing it, too Dead men, I'm shot in a battle Dead men don't betray below a latter Dead men are popping up, but they're hiding out in the ground