Punch from Punch by GG blús

PUNCH

When I was young, a stupid one
I saw the world as a battleground.
I used to fight, most every night
until I‘d grind the motherfuckers down.

The endless urge, right on the verge
you filled my life when things turned bad.
With love attack, you pulled me back,
it was the hardest blow I ever had.

Punch

The angry mob, the inside jobs
are raging on without control.
The truth or dare, it fills the air,
the dark is brewing in my troubled soul.

You have to find, a piece of mind
and let the music compromise.
The drum and bass, will mend your grace
and hit you right between your weary eyes.

Punch

I tell you once, I tell you twice,
I tell you three times to remind
Your baby‘s smile, your songs and rhymes
are the real things you leave behind
leave behind.

• Icelandic music
• Rock
• alternative
• blues
• garage-rockabilly
• garagerockabilly
• guitar and drums
• pop rock
• rock
• Reykjavík