I′m back against a wall again I never known to chase my friends I'm cutting nails against cement And time will tell if I′m content
If I get up, I'd be alone I never wanna be at home And I can't seem to draw a line Crossing lines to me seems fine
Waking up at 1 p.m. A pounding head on me ascends I recall everything I did At 6 p.m. I start again
Then, I call up all my friends I wish that I had better friends We make a plan to strike at 10 Plans that never have an endTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.