Hit & Miss - March

There’s nothing more

And nothing less

How many times

Can you shake your head

And who would really care about you

When it all falls down

Who would care about you

When it all falls down

You think you tell it like it is

But every time it’s hit and miss

One ugly pile of idiots

Stare into the void

History repeats while wolves

Keep dressing up like sheep

Can’t pretend we never met

I can’t ignore

Those things you said

How I wish that we could be

Better than before

History repeats while wolves

Keep dressing up like sheep

Keep staring at your feet while

Wolves keep dressing up like sheep

There is nothing I wouldn’t do

There is nothing I wouldn’t say

I would do it all again

Yes I would do it all again

There’s nothing more

And nothing less

How many times

Can you bump your head

That you think that you will

Tell it like it is

But it’s all hit and miss

Again, again, again

How history repeats while wolves

Keep dressing up like sheep

Again, again, again