tower of rome – oh my god! he’s got an arm off lyrics

we fight our fights a bit differently up north and there
is hardly ever time for the safety of a phone so if you
represent your town then may your town be burned to the
ground and among the ashes of your nickname all of your
on-lookers will say: ‘did you see how his head gave’? or
could they even feel your teeth when i was pulling them
from my knuckles