I'm in a closet and I can't breath Won't you just please release me I can't move and my kidneys fail The size of this room feels like jail I can't talk I can't enunciate And I'm treated like Sharon Tate
Suburban wealth and middle class well being All it did was strip my feelings Personality down the drain After all who needs a brain Take a bullet to my eyes Blow them out and see if I dieTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
