stop looking back

Stop looking back
I'm tired of your fooling
Oh my god
I hate all the crap
That you've been spewing
Oh my god I'm right
I don't know if I'm coming back
Or if it'll be tonight
But I don't wanna be
A running back and
Fuck a red knight
When you think of tomorrow in The thick of the night
Is there a wrong to right for you
Stop hatin them
For your little movie
Of your life
Where you resent
Anyone who chooses
Not to ride along
I don't know if I'll
Just eat my words as soon as
I'm done this song
But when it comes to the Flatbacks I'm pretty sure I'm Done
When you think of tomorrow On the setting sun
Is there a right to wrong for you

Fuck the 90's
Fuck the 000's
Fuck the 10's
Those times ain't ours/hours
Bring my soul awake again
I am fuckin fed up you fuckin tin Fuckin man
I'm never coming back
Fuck your whole life
I don't wanna be a running back And fuck a red knight
When you think of tomorrow in The thick of the night
Is there a right to wrong for you