Composure

Follow the sound of my voice
If I gave you a choice
You’d run for the hills and hide from the noise
Swallow your pills
If looks could kill
You’d run to the thrill of the American void
Keep your, yeah
Keep your composure, yeah
Keep your composure
Keep your, yeah
Keep your composure, yeah
Keep your composure
For me
Hard to enjoy, yeah, you’re hard to destroy
I prepared myself with a liquor of choice
Devil on my shoulder,, holy roller
Won’t let you chew me up and spit me out in the dirt
Keep your, yeah
Keep your composure, yeah
Keep your composure
Keep your, yeah
Keep your composure, yah
Keep your composure
For me