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