Papercuts and exit wounds

So pucker up and kiss the ass that you would kill to kick. Because I hate to see you suffer, but it's the toughest of
it that keeps my bones thick. I wonder what it takes to be
a man. I take a look at my reflection, and then I look at
you. I still don't understand. Suck it up and chill, the
beat goes on and on, my friend. I know reality is a bitch,
but buddy, where were you when she needed you then? Do I
even have to say? Considering everything that you said but
not once to me. If we're taking this to war, I sing a song
of battle. I can feel it in my throat, but buddy I'm not
wasting all my time. Until then, we've got a score to
settle. Every promise that you broke will be the words you
choke on. If you grow up, I'll watch my back if you watch
where you spit. I'm the king of confrontation, but
something tells me that you're just not worth it. So laugh
it off or take your shot. The cuts can hurt so bad. I'm
giving this the best I got, 'cause this is the best I've
ever had... If anything should happen there's something you
don't want to witness. This is passion. This is my gut
reaction. If anything should happen, son, it's on. Don't
you forget this. It's over. Watch your winter turn colder.
It's over and your
December is that much colder.