The skin I'm in today is weathered from past mistakes I've got a wound for every memory, a little token for me to keep These stupid three minute songs have been my salvation all along
What do you do when you've got nothing left Search for worth inside of your chest Gave it up to all of your friends, deserted and lonely in the end
I know the way like the back of my hand Take me away to foreign lands where I can sing all of these lines to put myself to sleep at night Drain every bit of energy, I'm dying like the autumn leavesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
