The Final Strike

The Final Strike - Liquido

As I was fourteen I was playful

I had a time when I was plainly touched

And I played it as it lays

For a moment there was silence

Look for reasons is beside the point

And it won't last long I was wrong I was cold enough

To smack you right in the face

All I want

All you don't

Will I be right or wrong kick me good calls a final strike

It all came up the other night

I closed my fingers for a fight

When I was wrong

I read the book of bad temptations

Down the streets where I was feeling alright

And slept for quite a while

Still I heard something special

On TV and all that I've ever seen

Is what I'll keep in mind

I was wrong

Still I want so much to smack you right in the face

All I want

All you don't

Will I be right or wrong kick nick good call final strike

Bye now saying goodbye and I call

Now out for more

Will I be wrong

Will I be wrong

Will I be wrong