Print

4 A.M. surely he's in the backroom Bullets in the ceiling With the volume loud I'm still in the kitchen Getting high 'cause I miss you I know sober I can figure it out 4 A.M. surely he's in the backroom Bullets in the ceiling With the volume loud I think I would kill myself for her Cigarettes, and sex, helps us get past all of it again Cigarettes, and sex, helps us get past all of it again Cigarettes, and sex, helps us get past all of it again 4 A.M. surely he's in the backroom Bullеts in the ceiling With the volumе loud I'm still in the kitchen Getting high 'cause I miss you I know sober I can figure it out Go slow with it, you lost control with it (I think I would kill myself) Letras de cancionesIf I stay with you, it won't be safe for you (I think I would kill myself) Eyes goin' back Try to relax She tells me I'm not alone In the back of a cab We're starting to crash She tells me I'm not alone While I'm faded, wasted (I think I would kill myself) Cigarettes, and sex, helps us get past all of it again Cigarettes, and sex, helps us get past all of it again Cigarettes, and sex, helps us get past all of it again Helps us get past all of it again From Letras Mania