Sweet Weapons
Strange Brew
Keep calm, ok?
Eyes on the pack of dogs
they howl,
“Just let us eat, dudes!”
Best to
fake a grin
Ignore those shaky hands
Never’d have guessed you give us all away
You know that kiss left spit on both our faces
And maybe I’m the fool for paying into you
Cause all I’m cashing out's the place you put me in
But you’re carrying on and on while I forget
that you’re carrying on and on and on and on
From Letras Mania