This is a song about "Starts"

Questioning the whole meaning

Moonlight orbits and light starts beaming

King of the club, i bet you can’t top

She starts to worry, her heart starts to throb

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

And then comes the time, he starts coughing,

Lord, you're so pretty, lying in my arms

Day turns to night a new year starts

Promise me hearts, blood starts, release splattered arts

Fuck pigs, fuck guards, all some fucking retards