I said it three times, guess I'll say it four I'm sad and sick to watch you devolve Your pen has gone gray The view has been walled And no one knows what you're saying at all
See-through skin - barnacles of age Male plague, male plague Old days misremembering Male plague, male plague You think the world gives you a stroke Male plague, male plague Fear of the future of losing your hold Male plague, male plague
Hey figurehead, what you gonna do? Her truth moves too fast for you Hurled upon the stage The act has gone sour Sad sacks pickled in jars
See-through skin - barnacles of age Male plague, male plague False news beamed right in Male plague, male plague Every boy wants to be a cop Male plague, male plague I punch you down - you punch them out Male plague, male plague
Everybody knows it's gonna kill you some day Everybody knows it's gonna kill you some day Everybody knows it's gonna kill you some day Everybody knows it, tastes it, feels it Everybody knows it's gonna kill you some day Everybody knows it, needs it, wants it Everybody knows it's gonna kill you some dayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
