Look into the future, there ain't nothing I can see Everyone is trapped inside a false reality Only thinking of yourself is leading you nowhere Do you call that free? Everyone around is falling down on me
Sick minds always winning at the game I make my own rules and take the blame Living, living in Hell Living, living in Hell
Bills are stacked up two feet high The landlord's on the phone Got no transportation, no place to go Something's going wrong I don't like all that I'm seeing Nothing I can do Everything around is falling down on you
Sick minds always win the game I make my own rules and take the blame Living, living in Hell Living, living in Hell Living, living in Hell Living, living in Hell Living in Hell
[Solos: Kenny Andrews / Chet Thompson]
This house is smelling rotten The sink is turning green The halls are filled with garbage There ain't nothing here that's clean Only thinking of yourself is leading you nowhere Do you call that free? Everyone around is falling down on me
Sick minds always win the game I make my own rules and take the blame Living, living in Hell Living, living in Hell Living, living in Hell Living, living in HellTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
