Can you see the colors landing? - landing on the wall Will you catch me, brother, If I start to fall? Eyes are red, party, braindead, see the lights come flashing Ceiling's breathing - thinking nonstop
Keystone's cold, the Mescal's flowing through my veins "7's the magic number" as she sought out the reigns Wild horses always pull me down Twist my arm and slam another round
Take me to a place where your mind runs free Silly me, laughin' in the face of tragedy You wanna be livin' in the lap of luxury You gotta be talkin' 'bout High Society
I've tried, he's tried, you've tried and tried But you just can't see it She ain't all that, but she's fun for the night Better do it 'till you get it rightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
