Из альбома: In Defense of the Genre

Baby girl, I'm a blur
I spoiled, stunted, sickened her
God and Death are none of my concern
I'm no, philosopher
Deep in your heart, stitched the key
And only one can set me free from the beast
Where I dwell
And let the saints all burn in hell

So take what you want from me (I'm on my way) Heyyyy
And take all I've got from me (I'm on my way) Heyyyy
You're with me all the time
The drugs can have my mind, love
You own the rest you'll find
And you're with me all the time

On the roof (b-b-b-burning black) the city smokes from the attack
But on the roof, we love the beast to death
The sweat and whiskey breath

So take all you want from me (I'm on my way) Heyyyy
And take all I've got from me (I'm on my way) Heyyyy
You're with me all the time
The drugs can have my mind, love
You own the rest you'll find
And you're with me all the time

We fall right down (back, back)
We get back up again (yeah we'll, we'll get back up)
That's how we be (alright alright)
You and me (it's all ours)
I would not crowd, (oh no I would not crowd)
I would not smother you (I will not smother you)I'd let you breathe, over me

Here we go now Hey! Hey! Hey!

We're on a sinking ship, but we're escaping it
We're on a sinking ship, but we're escaping it
We're on a sinking ship, but we're escaping it
We're on a sinking ship, we're escaping it

You're with me all the time
You're with me all the time
With me all the time
You're with me all the time

No matter where I go you're on my mind
I'll always stumble home and pray I'll find
You with your flamethrower eyes and jilted smile
So you can soothe my wounds and drain my bile

You're with me all the time

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