Falling off my chair for a pixie egg Lick my bleeding arms in front of friends I haven't had any for weeks I promise Sometimes life it gets you down and dragging girlfriend tagging body bagging You fall down and you never get up again
Hes not the same he used to be so much more than a new lost cause Congratulations theres no applause at your funeral
Things dont mean shit youre the last to know Theres no applause at your funeral
In the end you learn Turn another burn Bridges over fires This one is the last Swear my time has passed Hide the stash from your mum
We are all on drugs The brain the logic is insane it seems to say We are all on drugs The mind you hate it all the time unless it says We are all on drugs War endocrine war with nothing realTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
