Vinny

My knuckles are red and white I throw a punch then hold on tight My timing’s never been right G-D-Em-C My 6 cats know I’ve been fighting Ghosts in my home in bright lighting Fortune cookies hold no truths I’ve been fighting in weird suits Judge just told me they are youths I contaminate the room No evening is ever young Too many drinks are shots not swung A lullaby that’s never sung Is a bullet stuck inside a gun There’s no levels left to this game I play through it just the same BUT I’M NOT SAYING ANYTHING AND I ADMIT I’M NOT SAYING A THING I’M NOT SAYING ANYTHING THIS SONG’S NOT SAYING ANYTHING I’M NOT SAYING ANYTHING AND I ADMIT I’M NOT SAYING A THING I’M NOT SAYING A THING THIS SONG IS NOT SAYING ANYTHING I’M NOT SAYING A THING (written April 25 2026)