Paroles de One Last Lunge Of The Big Time Washed Up Player
So full of shitI need another hit
Tattered and torn
Looseleaf paraded storm
Blinded by the sound of silence
Someone save me, someone take me home
So full of shit
I need another hit
Callous and cold
Murderous aging bones
Blinded by the sound of silence
Cartwheel kings and liquid violence
Service to the hands of shallow
Marching as I rape and rebel
Shift me with the interstate
I won't retreat, I won't delay
I'm carving out the sick within
So I can live, So I can live again
So full of shit
I need another hit
Callous and cold
Murderous aging bones
Blinded by the sound of silence
Cartwheel kings and liquid violence
Service to the hands of shallow
Marching as I rape and rebel
Shift me with the interstate
I won't retreat, I won't delay
I'm carving out the sick within
So I can live, So I can live again
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