I know what happens when you’re out late Take softer steps A smirk is worse than why it’s made So just confess Believe it till it can be proven true Want it till you know you have it
Do this, and believe it Progress reserved for genius You’ll never make the bed you’re sleeping on You’ll find a rationale in being wrong Where you been and what’s her name Not kidding this time Looking forward to excuses made Gets better every time
There’s no need to prove you’re right if you preach to simple minds Doesn’t matter if the blood will take from the donor but it might The more you know The more you fake The more you work The more it’s late enough to go home Just don’t bring the work home No need to prove you’re right
Should’ve know they’d come and take them The case is out Should’ve known they’d come bacchanal The case is out Should’ve know they’d come and take them The case is out I don’t know the breaks, but I’ll keep them all in stride The case is out and the verdicts wrong
Towel in the river to soak them up by provocation Gavel to the silver chipped youth on spoons they all whistle
Vowel sound carefully I need some evidence to throw this out Valor veiling me I need some motive to go this route Vow sound carefully No one will look out for you Valor failing me No one will look out for you
The case is out and the verdicts wrong…Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
