To never open a book Always reading a magazine Out-spent, betting if it looks like women you haven't been Knives don't have your back I wait and I count The knives don't have your back I wait and I count to the last breath we take What we make doesn't make sense What's a wolf without a pack Open your chest and take the heart from it Open your chest What's bad, we'll fix it What's wrong, we'll make it all right All right, it's gone, we'll find it Takes so long, we've got time All the time
Some part of you Too small to lose Some part of you Too small to lose All of us, all of you All of us, all of you Counting to the last breath we take What we make, doesn't make sense What's a wolf without a pack Open your chest and take the heart from it When you talk, can I tape you How'd you get what we don't know We don't know how to help Only know how to hump Nose to the grindstone Grindstone to the ground
Don't even visit that place They'll sharpen their teeth on your smile I'm glad you didn't All our songs will be lullabies in no time
What's bad, what’s wrong Make it all right All right, it's gone, so long We've got time, all the time All the timeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
