You smoke your cigarette down to the bone and since you vowed to back it and you're too proud to sack it You have to carry on, on your own You think you had it under control Best foot forward, don't look back no more Break your heart and torment your soul
They sold my name after they stole my shame Sold my name ah yeah... Tumbled my game, tumbled their game Tablet sized brains
You smoke your cigarette down to the bone Best not to mention you're craving attention love from fame like blood from a stone Too busy to notice that you're thrown Turn to dust, there's no one left to trust last chance and your mind will go
Suppose my name, suppose it came and they sold my shame yeah... Suppose it came and I tumbled their game Tabloid ssp brain
But is it really such a sin though? It's one and the sameTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
