Spinnin Fire

Spinnin' Fire Little miss priss Pretty boy Pretty face, mister Pissin’ on Anything good for you Every chance you get Spittin’ in the face of anyone good for you Spinnin’ fire You come out Of that bender All up on your soapbox Riding that high horse til you See a whore you wanna Take for a spin Spittin’ in the face of anyone good for you Spinnin’ fire I had to slap you so goddamn hard Screamin, “Keep your eyes open!” You’re outta control Spittin’ in the face of anyone good for you Spinnin’ fire Breathin’ flames Burnin’ down your world Giving no fucks about yourself or anyone else Yea, just pop another kpin, baby boy And light that shit on fire A life with no memories A life with barely Enough ambition to breathe Spinnin' fire