Cover your blackened eyes, and forget about this mess If I haven't destroyed every little thing... We could leave in the middle of the night With the worst behind us WE'll smoke these days away until the day we die
You better stop before you hurt yourself These words are bullets, have you caught one yet?
Don't give me those sunken eyes This train is racing my heartbeat The lights all slowly fade and stop, stop at a glow Just give me what I need, I'll swallow anything you know
I don't wanna die empty I don't wanna live along the lines of ruining everybody's lives
We are the dead generation on a heart attack mission We're the black-eyed population making heart attack decisions
We better stop before we hurt ourselves These words are bullets, have you caught one yet?
And life is lying in shambles on the floor And if you haven't been motherfucked yet, you'll get yours
We better stop before you hurt yourself These words are bullets, have you caught one yet? These words are bullets from the gun you've been hiding from me
We are the dead generation, staring down the barrel of your gun You're goneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
