Shave my head, change my name, and run away Anything that will take the attention away from me now what's that say I don't give a fuck 'bout the fame That's the last thing I wanted to gain Been a minute since we spoke, still i'm turning to a ghost I can feel it everyday
See the ash flow down like snow In the ditch by the old backroad I never had money to throw Never see me in the club with hoes See the outside world is a backdrop That you'll never see Bones in front of Ride, let me ride, let me ride away Cut the blinds, kill the lights, let me fade away As i lie up on my back and turn to comfort till I say Things will never be the same Really?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
