Vista previa
Does it make you indie?
Does it make you proud?
To talk the world into a paper bag
Spotty stain of "I´m ok, you´re not ok"
Yes, men too could be on the rag
I´m over my head I need a pick-me-up
Its easy to get high when you´re standing on our backs, man
Will anything ever be good enough for you?
Stand on your own, hold your water if you can
The ride´s over, did you enjoy yourself?
The ride´s over, fairing well?!
The ride´s over, did you enjoy yourself?
The ride´s over, fairing well?!
Not on my time
It isn´t fair to mention, but it awes the crowd
Your fictional, plastic alibi
So take another hit, steal another line
Did you ever meet a leech who was good at goodbyes?
When you were down i always picked you up
Why didn´t I recognize that everything was never fine?
I´m kicking myself that i shared spit with you
So fuck yourself
And fuck this bleeding heart of mine
The ride´s over, did you enjoy yourself?
The ride´s over, fairing well?!
The ride´s over, did you enjoy yourself?
The ride´s over, fairing well?!
Not on my time
When you were down i always picked you up
Why didn´t I recognize that everything was never fine?
I´m kicking myself that i shared spit with you
So fuck yourself
And fuck this bleeding heart of mine
The ride´s over, did you enjoy yourself?
The ride´s over, fairing well?!
The ride´s over, did you enjoy yourself?
The ride´s over, fairing well?!
The ride´s over