Vārdi:
Less Than Jake In With The Out Crowd

Going back and forth inside my shut up brain again (You gotta let her go, gotta let her go) Worlds apart, I'm torn apart, I'll stall up my senses (

There's not a doctor that can fix me, My disease is chronic and I've lost all self-control. Have you ever had your heart ripped out your throat? Anxious

Maybe I'm jaded and bored Always looking for more Wait around for the next big fix I know I'm a wreck, I'm a mess But I couldn't care less Don't know

low Somehow it feels so familiar Somehow it seems so familiar I feel like letting go And every second that goes by I'm screaming out for a second try

her mind for now Well the scene here he's still alone another band goes on in this crowded basement feeling useless out of excuses she said "it's done" with

Friday night on coke with a crow bar, left at two in the back of Doug's car, without a plan and being fucked up, looking' to get something for ourselves

please not to squeeze Then his brains got blast out, he's ass-out, then I dashed out Into the streets covered with blood, about to pass out The hospital

me please not to squeeze Then his brains got blast out, he's ass-out, then I dashed out into the streets covered with blood, about to pass out The hospital

mines with the solar powered they get over powered shower with rhymes just like white lines of powder Feel the realness from bein solo with this crowd