Up on pills that made me happy Not about to drown on you Drinking ink to bring me down Fall apart and leave the blue It's funny, sometimes I'm the eight-ball Funny, sometimes I'm the cue Took a page out of the phonebook Only listing was for you Sometimes I see everything Most times I close my eye-eye-eyes Took a bite out of the brick wall To taste its bitter concrete truth Outer space just knocks me down Hit the floor and pass on through I have no faith in my subconscious Place my trust in rocket fuel Want a house out in the country Walk around and share with you Sometimes I see everything Most times I close my eye-eye-eyes It's funny, sometimes I'm the eight-ball Funny, sometimes I'm the cue Took a page out of the phonebook Only listing was for you Sometimes I see everything Most times I close my eye-eye-eyes Up on pills that made me happy Not about to drown on youTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
