I'll break your legs if I find out You are fucking him Composure balanced by the drink A slack jaw, black gin Smiles all bent and broken If you are fucking him Let's drink this precious moment We sink...
HAPPY NOW I get the feeling that we are being lied to, There's a surge in my psychosis every turn of the screw And I'm half awake in paisley print. I can see the world clearly but I have to squint. I...