Cyanide Breathmint

歌詞

Definitely This is the wrong place to be There's blood on the futon And there's a kid drinkin' fire Goin' down to the sea They got people to meet Shakin' hands with themselves Lookin' out for themselves When they ask you for credit Give them a branch When they want you to get it Chew on the grass I know, I know 'Cause they told me to tell you There's nothing to tell you There's nothing to sell you In the afternoon Ridin' the scapegoat Burning equipment Decomposing Cool off your jets Take off your sweats I got a funny feeling They got plastic in the after life When they want you to cry Leap into the sky When they suck your mind Like a pigeon you'll fly I know, I know It's the postive people Runnin' from their time Lookin' for some feeling