I ride across town
Allow the sun to punish me
Fuck around and run
And I lack the pedigree
You were the ring that used to fit
But then I changed
I let it slip
I let it slip
I let you go
You let it slide
Pulled in by desires
I don't want to have
Lock to my sick eyes
You won't get me back
You got yourself
You don't need it
You got yourself
You don't need it
Get over yourself
The things I do
They're not for you
Or anyone else
And all my friends means to an end
I'm a winner at heart
I've been a winner from the start
In the twisted mass
Of bodies limbs
Limbs and skin
Save the worst for last
Ill take the win
And run with it
You got yourself
You don't need it
You got yourself
You don't need it
Get over yourself
The things I do
They're not for you
Or anyone else
And all my friends means to an end
I'm a winner at heart
I've been a winner from the start
Get over yourself
The things I do
They're not for you
Or anyone else
And all my friends means to an end
I'm a winner at heart
I've been a winner from the start
I'm a winner
I'm a winner