We’ve only reached the third day of a seven day binge
I can already see your name disintegrating from my lips
We’ve only reached the third day of a seven day binge
I can already see your name disintegrating from my lips
I can’t decide if you wear me out
Or wear me well
I just feel like I’m condemned to wear someone else’s Hell
We’ve only reached the third day of a seven day binge
I can already see your name disintegrating from my lips
I got bullets in the booth
Rather be your victim than be with you
I’ve only reached the third day of a seven day binge
I can already see your name disintegrating from my lips
Rather be your victim than be with you