Apparently there are fireworks over the bridge that I can see from my hospital window, and I'm curious.. I am curios how they'll look now that everything is so dark. Cancer rolls around here gently as a tumbleweed, we roll our bloodshot eyes at them and they keep on rolling. We really forget what life's about, I can't remember the differences. Were getting stuck inside the boxes we create, who gives a fuck when all the toxins are the same. I guess were picking our casket out, I guess were all just getting stuck inside the boxes we create, so drink up, drink up cause all we ever get is a taste.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
