Letra de Strikeout

Go Clear that shit, don't stop Until the green is gone and your thumb gets hot You gotta breathe in deep, recollect your thoughts Because its time to take this shot Raise your drinks, raise your lighters, its about to go down We can sleep in the morning, wake up and burn down This is probably the best night I've ever had We can do strikeouts all through the night But we're not quite over yet, come over here Chug, chug, chug, finish that beer!