Kemp - Millencolin

I gotta learn how to lose and to choose my own wars

I gotta understand it’s not me against the world no more

When you are sure as hell then I don’t know

You are so pure and well when I am low

When you say «Sure as hell!»

then I say no, I say no, I say no

A spoke in your wheel, yeah like a bugging fly

A thorn in your side just like a constant red-eye

On being an ass I’ve really been a pro

So can I say no?

Can I say no?

I know I’ve tread on your toes and it shows who I am

And all these situations and relations from the start they were damned

I feel the need to stop when you say go

I am indeed a punk if you say so

I feel a need to stop so I say no, I say no, I say no

A spoke in your wheel, yeah like a bugging fly

A thorn in your side just like a constant red-eye

On being an ass I’ve really been a pro

What can I say?

A spoke in your wheel, yeah like a bugging fly

A thorn in your side just like a constant red-eye

On being an ass I’ve really been a pro

What can I say?

Can I say no?

Can I say no?

Can I say no?

Can I say no?