Everybody understands that
Something's
Eating
Eating eating
At us
The only thing that can lift our
Moods moods moods moods
Is speed or a fight of some kind
But that's all boring too
I notice the needle marks
On your arms
The dirty light of an apartment block
Shows no warmth, but a path
We're going up in an elevator
There's anxiousness in my embrace
I open the door
I don't know whether it's rage or sadness
Between us flew
A spark
The drum flies out the window
Burn the guitar
The keyboard
No one gives a fuck anyways
You know, I've got problems
Not my fault you decided to sleep with me
It's a shame
That wе decided to sleep togethеr