Wake up A brand new day I'm putting on my mask I'm sucking all the ashtray Somedays starts with a feeling of win But today acid grew and turned my mind grim
We pretend to be harder Trying To fuck our little games But in the end We're all fucked up Laughting from our own disgrace
Rows of desire Careless ways Tangled up with fire Starting over again
We always try For not to die No reason why Bleed to survive
Fill your blood with sorrow Puke till see your brain Hope for no tomorrow Cause it starts all over againTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
