Who's gonna make sure mind is not dirty then Who's gonna help me get my shit back when I'm shit face and losing everything I got Who's gonna hold my hand when I throw up Not you, cuz you're gone, you're gone Not you, cuz you're gone, you're gone
Who's gonna come by when I don't answer my phone And force me out when I'm hiding in my home I'm just a spender, a bored waste to you Your fantasy was lying, I was always true Not you, cuz you're gone, you're gone Not you, cuz you're gone, you're gone
So will you tell me when everything is OK When all I hear is smoke from the riddle flare I see the comet flames all over me face but Can't feel the pain no feelings away
Thank god you got away boy Thank god you got away Thank god you got away boy Thank god you got away
So will you tell me when everything is OK When all I hear is smoke from the riddle flare I see the comet flames all over me face but Can't feel the pain no feelings away
Not you, cuz you're gone, you're gone Not you, cuz you're gone, you're gone (Not you, not you, not!)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
