I was to you, But I didn't it. You afflicted by booze, You show it, huh.
Life is a crowbar, you over the head. You're bleeding but you more, "This is so you," I said, "Put on back to bed."
like crack to me, I want to leave, I'm you sleep, Afraid you'll breathin'. My on his, Eighth darlin', with him, the mornin'.
You're crack to me, So fun I see. With golden grill, Your dream. My on his, life darlin'. Gonna him, the mornin'.
I was to you, Didn't blow it. You were a dick with crew, on the road.
You wanna touch so hard, Why you give it a rest? You're not bright for a star, Burned out, nothing left. Burned out, nothing left.
You're crack to me, I don't to leave, I'm you sleep, Afraid stop breathin'. My on his, Eighth darlin', with him, the mornin'.
You're like to me, So fun I see. With golden grill, Your 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 doesn't come, a warning.
Life is a crowbar, Hittin' you the head. You're syrup amour, to death.
You're like to me, I don't to leave, I'm you sleep, Afraid stop breathin'. My on his, life darlin', Stayin' him, the mornin'.
You're like to me, So fun I see. With your 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).