I was to you, But I know it. You were by booze, You didn't it, huh.
Life is a crowbar, Hittin' you the head. You're bleeding but you more, "This is so you," I said, "Put yourself on to bed."
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, 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 touch life so hard, Why can't you it a rest? You're not that for a star, Burned yourself out, left. Burned yourself out, left.
You're crack to me, I don't 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 your grill, purple 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 death come, a warning.
Life is a crowbar, Hittin' you the head. You're syrup amour, to death.
You're crack to me, I want to leave, I'm you sleep, Afraid you'll breathin'. My on his, Last darlin', Stayin' him, the mornin'.
You're like to me, So fun I see. With your grill, Your dream. My on his, life 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).