Paroles de Gasoline
Suicide notes are sang in poetryWhy would I mind a part of me
One, two, three, here comes the cavalry
Tearing apart our colonies
Forget it, I said it
The storm in the attic
A static, an addict
Another way to panic
Forget it, I said it
The storm in the attic
A static, an addict
Another way to panic
Pour me gasoline and ambiens
Your words salt the seas and arteries
Front towards the enemies
Our cultures full of businesses
Pour me gasoline and ambiens
Your words salt the seas and arteries
Front towards the enemies
Our cultures full of businesses
Oh well
Forget it, I said it
The storm in the attic
A static, an addict
Another way to panic
Forget it, I said it
The storm in the attic
A static, an addict
Another way to panic
Pour me gasoline and ambiens
Your words salt the seas and arteries
Front towards the enemies
Our cultures full of businesses
Pour me gasoline and ambiens
Your words salt the seas and arteries
Front towards the enemies
Our cultures full of businesses
Oh well
Pour me gasoline and ambiens
Your words salt the seas and arteries
Front towards the enemies
Our cultures full of businesses
Pour me gasoline and ambiens
Your words salt the seas and arteries
Front towards the enemies
Our cultures full of businesses
Oh well
A static, an addict
Another way to panic
Forget it, I said it
The storm in the attic
A static, an addict
Another way to panic
Pour me gasoline and ambiens
Your words salt the seas and arteries
Front towards the enemies
Our cultures full of businesses
Pour me gasoline and ambiens
Your words salt the seas and arteries
Front towards the enemies
Our cultures full of businesses
Oh well
Forget it, I said it
The storm in the attic
A static, an addict
Another way to panic
Forget it, I said it
The storm in the attic
A static, an addict
Another way to panic
Pour me gasoline and ambiens
Your words salt the seas and arteries
Front towards the enemies
Our cultures full of businesses
Pour me gasoline and ambiens
Your words salt the seas and arteries
Front towards the enemies
Our cultures full of businesses
Oh well
Pour me gasoline and ambiens
Your words salt the seas and arteries
Front towards the enemies
Our cultures full of businesses
Pour me gasoline and ambiens
Your words salt the seas and arteries
Front towards the enemies
Our cultures full of businesses
Oh well
