Testo Good Intentions - Coyote Kid

Good Intentions

There ain’t enough room in this pound for two
But I’ve got you dead to rights but there’s still time to tell the truth
You can run, but you can’t hide
The lies you try to bury six feet
Underneath the tombstone where you pretend to grieve
Hold your red hands high
Don’t you even try to hide it
I know all your lies
I won’t let you get away this time
You move your mouth just like a weapon
You shoot your tongue just like a gun
You’re only firing loaded questions
So you can hear yourself to walk
You only got those good intntions
But you’ll never walk that walk
Your worst words are your only wapon
Come on and take your shot
What’s it feel like to be the king of the castle? Bit like a mortuary
Filled to the brim with the victims of your so-called morality
You got a lot to say about a whole lot of nothing
Walk this play and you got it coming
Up from underneath your feet the damned demand their reckoning