More bang for your buck but the kids don't give a fuck It's just catching trains and hair cuts Missing things or stomach pains Did you think your shoes would fit like they always did? Now you're driving around Staying at your parents house And you're calling me up saying, "All that I love, All that I trust, All that I was and who I've become, Brings me fear." Now we're counting on couches In the living room of some shitty apartment Did you think your shoes would fit like they always did? Some kind of golden day and you went and threw it away Spent all your time feeling fine And now you're not even okay And I can't believe anything I see Cause All that I was and who i'll become brings me fearTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
