Come on, sit down, and let's get loaded! We're skin-popping in our blistered arms I call the 8-ball in the corner pocket Let's make a run for the indoor farm
I've been numb so long That I forgot my pain I'm just chasing the old buzz Drenched in acid rain
Alright we're sailing in the realm of unconscious With blacklight shining in my dead man's eyes The universe open to understanding A revelation of the fucked up kind
We rode the rail now I'm chewing aspirin My jaw's so tight I've got the joker's smile We danced around the room and stabbed with such daring! With shiny blue steel and sewing-spool eyesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
