The show lights are bright we keep that dark shit backstage We make it all seem alright ‘cause we're of that age It’s tons of ash trays, and tons of smoking carts Tons of pain, I sliced my skin on a broken heart But it’s all for art, it’s all for bad religion It’s all for 3 second highs like it’s badminton It’s all for bathrooms and hidden flasks and bags It’s all for good girls who love the way we're acting bad What doesn't kill us has hardly made us stronger And every single hour that passes is feeling longer The hour glass is pouring and the grains are getting smaller The drinks are coming quicker, now I’m staring at all you All of you, I’ll give you all of me Smoke cloud above us looking like an autumn tree It’s pretty colors, but black thoughts Your hazel eyes, bloodshot This Les Paul, your music notes You never ever ever know when we're using though Just feel my skin, lick the ink Feel the high and kill the drink
Oh, girl let me smell that sweet whiskey breath Throw me on the bed, and love me to death Oh, girl how I love this sweet sexy mess Throw me on the bed, and love me to death Love me to death, love love me to death
How you feel, really how you feel That’s the motto when you're taking all those pills for real Find More lyrics at www.sweetslyrics.com You need to slow down, life like a time lapse All the drugs got us running while the time past And don’t ever try to tell me that I fucking need help Ever since that I was young I lived my life without a seatbelt In the middle of the ocean, while y'all was picking up seashells And I’m still the same way but I ain’t giving out no details The way I live, I always see hell Doubt I’m at the gates by the time my fucking feet fail California born but raised by a single female And the way that I’ve been surfing guess I never got your email Told me to stop, but I’ll never do it All I needed was I love you swear I never knew it Never felt the joy after all this pain, and all the pain killers washed away in all this rain And all the rain seemed to fall down in one spot Why am I the only one getting wet when we're all on top Well here it goes, another shot Maybe this one will get me to where my heart stops
Oh, girl let me smell that sweet whiskey breath Throw me on the bed, and love me to death Oh, girl how I love this sweet sexy mess Throw me on the bed, and love me to death Love me to death, love love me to deathTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
