The twelve hard years   It's the twelve hard years   It's the twelve hard years   It's the twelve hard years      I'm an incision, the kind that glistens   And not to mention we appeal when we've healed   I'm an incision, just an incision   I've got Polaroid value in a celluloid way      With twelve hard years of currency   And they trade it all for the current scene      I'm an incision, the kind that glistens   Polaroid value, celluloid way   This air condition, is on intermission   We're burning on the border like they said that we would      I'm an incision, just an incision the kind that glistens   And we appeal when we've healed   Burning on the borders like they said that we would      With twelve hard years of currency   And they trade it all for the current scene      They're partial to the way you speak   Blue tagged, blue tagged, blue tagged and incomplete   Burning on the borders like they said that we would      [Incomprehensible]   They're partial to the way you speak   Burning on the borders like they said that we would   [Incomprehensible]      With twelve hard years of currency   And they trade it all for the current scene, the current scene