Tomorrow I’m gonna find a way to die I’m living only for a lover And the death of you and I But if you find a way to break my back With needles, thread, and guilt Will you cover me in kerosene And burn my strychnine quilt Yeah, will you spit upon the path I took Will you cry from all the drugs I took Will be my little come down hook And I’ll never ask again Will I wake up feeling half of you Has been striped or torn in two To kill a young man’s point of view Is to kill his only friend Oh, oh
Tomorrow We’re gonna find a place to live I’m packing only means for red wood dreams It’s a place that you’ll be excepted Oh fuck the world Just a boy and a girl But it’s that leach you’ll have to shake Through the love we’ll need to make Call me sure Yeah I’m sure I said I said I’m open wide But you really have to understand We’ll build a water slide If you’re brave enough to hold my hand Oh, oh Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
