And im tired of breathing,
Might go for a jump
Down the ol bridge round back Caseys Sub,
Maybe i'll try my luck,
See if I find you and fuck,
And this is all a mess,
My best is too little though this stress,
is killing me and making all my friends turn their backs,
Cause when I try and speak all I do is attack,
And though I swim in this sick moment of bright lights and dark stairs,
To you my baby nothing could compare,
Godsmack my lips and give me another hit,
While I bury these hands in the grave,
Save my eyes the torture and push me
Head first into an ocean of Asphalt and green grass,
I don't need these so called "brothers",
Me and you we deserve one another. |
