Wayne Static
Assassins Of Youth
Straight out didn't know what to doSo I took out the CrownStarted cleaning the room with some Pink FloydAnd I looked at the floorI was hoping for more full canisters to help thisPass outBlack tarBright starShow me the wayI was too far gone couldn't write anymoreThis was respirationDespirationArtillery ChargeDirtAssassins of youthHard lines forming on my faceIt's a rapid paceIt's a race to the endI was too far goneCouldn't fight anymoreSo I'm closing the doorAnd I'm moving on
From Letras Mania