I stand.. naked and alone Staring.. at my neighbors fuck Fingering.. a rusted bear trap That I found like it was a gift from God
Failure is my strongest suit God's greater plan From the tit to life support To the term of jesters court
Running out of neck, but much too soon There must be better days for me on the horizon Pass the failure wine until the end of time
Running out of neck, but none too soon They fly lay circles and then watch me die alone Mountains to more hills Tending to the stillTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.