You got a cocaine nose You got your parents funds You got a bad habit keepin' your legs open
Would you care to drink Or do you drink to care Or to be cared about because your father failed
You could shave your head You could stain your teeth With the cheepest wine and tobacco leaves
Chase the things that will let your mind Float freely in and out of time
This feeling We're chasing Oh oh oh oh oh I like it This feeling We're chasing Oh oh oh oh oh I like it
Your parents plead Oh they hope and pray That your heart fulfills what always couldn't they
So the pressure builds So the fire's quelled By the truth you pulled from the poison well
Find a way to a northwest state Get high to forget the pain Mark your epidermis with bad ink
Starve yourself till you feel something Other than their disappointment To curb your appetite for pills
This feeling We're chasing Oh oh oh oh oh I like it This feeling We're chasing Oh oh oh oh oh I like it
This feeling We're chasing Oh oh oh oh oh I like it This feeling We're chasing Oh oh oh oh oh I like it
This feeling We're chasing Oh oh oh oh oh I like it This feeling We're chasing Oh oh oh oh oh I like it
This feeling We're chasing Oh oh oh oh oh I like it This feeling We're chasing Oh oh oh oh oh I like it
Oh oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh Oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh oh I like itTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
