Letra da Música: Put Down That Guitar - Gods Reflex

relapse! index filed under smoking back where we see:
he smiles and walks away to prove he'll always do his work: he always does his work
try to imagine: no position. is working out enough for us to say it all worked out?
after this resection will we find out that you needed me as much as i thought that i needed you?
but this is my ground. if at best they run then at best he'll chase
statistics always prove what im scared to admit
if at best they're wrong then at best they'll fall
why od the best things always come my way these days?
i can't be strong so i'll tell you: put down that guitar