2 October 2008
There's a man looking blank to the wall Older, colder and mumbling Looking over his shoulder Until the break of dawn His eyes will not close All the days are the same getting down At the bar and he's
Counting all the assholes in the room Well I´m definitely not alone, well I´m not alone You´re a lier, you´re a cheater, you´re fool Well that´s just like me yoohoo
Fuck You All! Running out of ways to run, i can't see, i can't be, over and over and under my skin, all this attention is doing me in! Fuck it all, fuck this world, fuck everything that you
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