Knock Them Down
Oisin Magee
Cast a glance at something in the corner
Take a chance I know that you wanna
Sent your letters, but nobody responded
A lonely soul just living for a wander
Pick your mind for something to unravel
You're getting tired of all the endless travel
And line them up just to knock them down
And line them up just to knock them down
Getting tired of all the games
Head to head til you lose
Then you do it again
Search the eyes for something to rely on
Your head is gone, you know that it's fried, son
Pick your battles, it ain't worth the heartache
You know she's trouble, so leave no for God's sake
And line them up just to knock them down
And line them up just to knock them down
And line them up
And line them up
And line them up
Just to knock them down