There's all this dirt Under my nails Wouldn't you like to see Where I went to high school?
Blood Under my knuckles You should've heard The way I spoke last night
There is salt inside my mouth Sugar on my tongue Freckles on my cheeks From good old-fashioned West Coast sun I feel so beaten up and bruised I don't know what I'm gonna do I can't keep anything at all From slipping through my wrecking claws Except for
Soap Under my nails Can you imagine being Back in high school?
Blood Scratched from my knuckles You should've called But I guess so should I (Mhm)
There's salt inside my veins Sugar on my tongue Crinkles by my eyes From goddamn fucking West Coast sun I feel so beaten up and bruised I don't know what I'm gonna do I can't keep anything at all From slipping through my wrecking claws Except for all
This soap Under my nails I never asked for this I'm just one goblin
Blood Trapped in my knuckles I don't know what I wanted I didn't think it was this
There's sugar in my mouth Liquor on my tongue Freckles on my cheeks From fucking goddamn West Coast fun I feel so beaten up and used I don't know what I'm gonna do I can't keep anything at all From slipping through my wrecking claws Except for all The soapTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
