Chorus Follow my track marks but not where I go, too many roads for me to march so why go home, Wait to hear my story wait to hear where I've been coming from, follow my track marks but not where I go.
Verse The pressure is on she needs to focus needle to arm she far from coping head in the clouds, she floating, mind be roaming like a trojan fell off her high horse feeling like guy Fawkes, she thinks that fireworks, Her life be burning steady her soul be ready the cash be petty, confetti, her knees be weak she's falling calling for help, Need for a belt, She's holding up, desperate for money she's begging for luck, She's stuck got glue for soles the standing ovation a chair and rope, Her world be caving in the face be grim from holes in skin.
Verse Follow her tracks she ain't no artist living her life thats deep in the darkness, Carcass, regardless dead or alive this pain will tarnish, We live in a world its complex flirt with the devil his touch is lush, stuck in a spot without the puss, the world is your oyster we will bust, Trust, Some faith and hope we'll cope avoid the slope we climb we grind we shine all times, Taking cuts were all in line, Pick up your life, not the needle, me plus you plus you we're equal, This journey be long but worth the wait so spread the love..... dead the hate.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
