We walked a little drunk two sides to a tune Three flights of stairs never felt so good So we carried on, so we carried on
You're under 21 like the barrel of a gun Your mouth is full of words You've clipped my hand with a bang bang
I've been dragging on Livin' in a competitors home Pressing my lips to you Want her to consider the view Put away all your good words Decorating something you've heard Too many rooms lived in sin I heard the army again and again
The photo was precise, but none of it was right I'm so unfit like a pig in shit I feel at home at times Seeing that I've walked too far I've come too fast I've shown you all a blast And now I'm somebody's fault You're somebody's fault, You're somebody's reason too
Put away all your good words Decorating something you've heard Too many rooms lived in sin I heard the army again and again I've been dragging on Livin' in a competitors home Pressing my lips to you Want her to consider the view
I've been dragging on Livin' in a competitors home Pressing my lips to you Want her to consider the view Put away all your good words Decorating something you've heard Too many rooms lived in sin I heard the army again and again
And when she was gone It's just as they say she was gone Although you are persistent Your arms don't give much liftingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
