Lyrics:

Sometimes I think of what I could've been

And then I kick myself

Knowing that I've ended up

Just like him and

There's other times it doesn't seem so bad

We always used to say

With him dead there'll be no one in our way



Remember the time he caught us in your room

Your hands were down my underwear

And your tig ol' bitties glistening in the air

With the zip of my pants

Well I headed for the door

And with the swing of his fist

You were ailaidlaid out on the floor and



Involuntary Self defense

Call it what you will

How can we go on

Where do we go from here

Involuntary Self defense

Call it what you will

How can we go on

Where do we go from here



Running all the way home

Scared just like a chump

I turned up the Judas Priest

So I could get my gangsta groove on

And the baseball bat called to me like a drug

Breaking the law Breaking the law

I'm gonna kill your mother's fucker with a Louisville Slugger



Involuntary Self defense

Call it what you will

How can we go on

Where do we go from here

Involuntary Self defense

Call it what you will

How can we go on

Where do we go from here



Involuntary Self defense

Call it what you will

How can we go on

Where do we go from here

Involuntary Self defense

Call it what you will

How can we go on

Where do we go from here