lördag 9 januari 2010

All I want...

Is for whater to get thicker.

Jag har jobbat, druckit, lagat mat och målat. Det är väl typ det. Dax för lite disk.

There is no strate line for me to walk on
Noone here to keep me on my feet
No one ever knew they had to tell me
Not to fall in love with everyone I meet

All I got is sugar, dirt and liqour
and that is all that you will get from me
All i want's for whater to get thicker
All I get is what you take from me

Oh I know it's just a ride
I can get of anytime
Oh and baby if it hurts
it's just a moment caught in words

My skin is thin and so is your breath
All of the excuses feels so cheep
I keep your dirty t-shirt in my bed
Pathetic, doesn't even help me sleep

my days concists of sugar dirt and liqour
you can have it aint worth shit to me
all i want's for wather to get thicker
all I am is all that I can be

Oh I know it's just a ride
I can get of anytime
Oh and baby if it hurts
it's just a moment caught in words

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