Album: Maxon Blewitt
Mouldy fridge, dump the bitch into the ditch on the way
to your hardcore boredom in avoiding slalom astray
Poor heart, shuffle cards
Twisting a part of fate
Through the thin wall
a phonecall, a lovecall, but overall hate
The very first guess and we know it's the best
It's a stupid cupid shooting without success
But I rely on this whirl of life, gonna have her for my wife
Eyes red, a side-effect of trading your bed for a bar
The right clothes, a white rose
Your're so close, but no. no cigar
Whizzkid, misfit, loosing the grip on the life
Time winds, life grinds, did you ever hear such a winer
The very first guess, we know it's the best
It's a stupid cupid shooting without success
But I rely on this whirl of life, gonna have her for my wife
But I rely on this whirl of life, gonna have her for my wife