Weatherman

Skin soft as learher,
I’m the weatherman.
There’s no one else as dedicated,
I’m the weatherman.
Well hey kid,
You got the right, you got the choice to kill
No Son of Sam will let you in
To turn against.
Addicted to the love of ourselves,
I’m the weatherman
And tell no one else,
I’m the weatherman
So go for the kill
Cuz no on else cares
Go for the kill, go for the kill x4
His skin was soft as leather,
I’m the weatherman.
There’s no one else worth the dedication,
I’m the weatherman.
Well hey kid, you got the heart, without the ache.
Pretentious theives have you believe
It’s theirs to take.
Addicted to the love of ourselves,
I’m the weatherman
And tell no one else,
I’m the weatherman
So go for the kill
Cuz no on else cares
Go for the kill, go for the kill x4
For here’s the history, we make
For the luck, of our, fathers
(If I could be anywhere I wouldn’t be here)
No future, or goodnight
(If I could be anywhere)
No future, fans!
(If I could be anywhere, anywhere)
I sing for the melody, and I sing for a reason, and I sing as the neglect,
for all that unamerican…
So go for the kill
Cuz no on else cares
Go for the kill, go for the kill x3
Go for the kill!
Go for the kill!
Go! For! The kill.