Hands were shaking, I was scared to death Skin was clammy, I was short of breath Shirt smelled like all my regrets Shouldn't have had that seventh cigarette It's a job seven days a week To make things harder than they have to be Makin' drama, my new nicotine Sick and tired of this old routine
It's another joke that I don't get I'm a deep sea diver holdin' my breath But it's plain to see if you know me I'm a deep sea diver and I'm in too deep
Met a kid down in Bowling Green Of course he tried to sell me ketamine Didn't tell him it was not my scene And promised him I'd try it next week Why are we scared to say what's on our mind Fear of rejection or some selfish pride? Make things harder than they have to be Easier said than done for me
It's another joke that I don't get I'm a deep sea diver holdin' my breath But it's plain to see if you know me I'm a deep sea diver and I'm in too deep
It's another joke that I don't get I'm a deep sea diver, don't know how to swim But it's plain to see if you know me I'm a deep sea diver and I'm in too deepTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
