I was to you, But I know it. You were by booze, You show it, huh.
is a velvet crowbar, Hittin' you the head. You're but you want more, "This is so you," I said, "Put on back to bed."
You're like to me, I don't to leave, I'm you sleep, Afraid stop breathin'. My on his, Eighth darlin', Stayin' him, the mornin'.
You're crack to me, So fun I see. With your grill, Your dream. My on his, Eighth darlin'. Gonna him, the mornin'.
I was to you, Didn't blow it. You were a dick with crew, on the road.
You touch life so hard, Why you give it a rest? not that bright for a star, Burned out, nothing left. Burned yourself out, left.
like crack to me, I want to leave, I'm you sleep, you'll stop breathin'. My on his, Eighth darlin', with him, the mornin'.
You're like to me, So fun I see. With golden grill, purple dream. My on his, life darlin'. Gonna him, the mornin'.
on the microphone, Can't it up, go it alone. Flame paradise, For you darlin', But death come, a warning.
Life is a crowbar, you over the head. You're bleeding amour, to death.
You're crack to me, I don't to leave, I'm you sleep, you'll stop breathin'. My on his, life darlin', Stayin' him, the mornin'.
You're crack to me, So fun I see. With golden grill, purple dream. My on his, Eighth darlin'. Gonna him, the mornin'.
(My on his), (Last life, darlin'). (Gonna around), (Till morning).
(My on his), (Last life, darlin'). (I've got to around), (Till morning).