Hold on to nothing Hold on to coldest steel Chill you down inside When you see just what is real Paste it up and tear it down Move it on along the rushing
Hold on to nothing Hold on to coldest steel It chills you down inside When you see just what is real Paste it up and tear it down Move it on along
Tulkojums: Gray, David. Turēt uz Nekas.
upon my eyes Love life's bleeding No surprise Nothing in my head 20 pounds, 15 pence Can't afford the ambulance Monday morning falling Down On this life On this life Can't make it on
the shroud of lost tomorrow Sweetly sings the choir Nothing much on offer here Except cellophone and laughter They've even got oxygen, tender To hold
concrete Youse a victim of me on inez street I shoot you in the head and let that ass decay You been laying in the street so long your brains is turning gray
Youse a victim of me on inez street I shoot you in the head and let that ass decay You been laying in the street so long your brains is turning gray You
Youse a victim of me on inez street I shoot you in the head and let that ass decay You been laying in the street so long your brains is turning gray
