Languid - Little Tybee

Take off your boxing gloves

If you’re gonna lay me out I want to taste the blood on your knuckles

But then you never know

I could be faster than you might have been told

I don’t want your rage to go to waste

I still have strength upon my shoulders

and it’s enough to win a race

When you get a bit a older

You’ll see the winner keeps his pace

and is not always the first out the gate

I don’t want your rage to go to waste

I still have strength upon my shoulders

and it’s enough to win a race

When you get a bit a older

You’ll see the winner keeps his pace

and is not always the first out the gate