Il testo della Cowboys don't look back

You got a piece of me. i know it ain't ever coming back. you got a piece of me; it shows that when i play with matches, i always get burned. and when you scream these words, carved with defensiveness, the higher you build your walls, the harder they will fall. i can taste the fear in your lips. can you taste mine? crown me, for i am a king of fools. purge me, for i have a mountain of fear to climb. sober me up. sober