РозыгрышТекст песни: Substance D - Strange 48
As I struggle through a drunken maze
Here I climb the walls and stay up for days
Through my head speeds the chemical burn
Yes, I like it that way
My closest friends are powdered dreams
A bottomless glass, blackened smoke screen
My mind is sick but my arms are clean,
And I like it that way
Mt fucking life gets turned so upside down
At least it seems that way sometimes
The past two nights boy, have been the same fucked up day
A damn strange 48
My mind is sick
My soul is sick
My heart is sick
Just one more hour and I’ll get some sleep
First do another shot to wash down the speed
How times flies as I’m killing myself
I wouldn’t have no other way
Money slips through my trembling fingers
It’s 6:00 am; I just bought more shit
The spots I see are like family
A damn strange 48
My mind is numb my blood runs thin
I’ve lost my grip but found religion
On a mirror lays my last future out
I can’t go, oh God not this way
One final rush, as my life passes by
I can’t stand up I don’t feel quite right
I fade to black my soul deteriorates
That was my last?
48
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As I struggle through a drunken maze
Here I climb the walls and stay up for days
Through my head speeds the chemical burn
Yes, I like it that way
My closest friends are powdered dreams
A bottomless glass, blackened smoke screen
My mind is sick but my arms are clean,
And I like it that way
Mt fucking life gets turned so upside down
At least it seems that way sometimes
The past two nights boy, have been the same fucked up day
A damn strange 48
My mind is sick
My soul is sick
My heart is sick
Just one more hour and I’ll get some sleep
First do another shot to wash down the speed
How times flies as I’m killing myself
I wouldn’t have no other way
Money slips through my trembling fingers
It’s 6:00 am; I just bought more shit
The spots I see are like family
A damn strange 48
My mind is numb my blood runs thin
I’ve lost my grip but found religion
On a mirror lays my last future out
I can’t go, oh God not this way
One final rush, as my life passes by
I can’t stand up I don’t feel quite right
I fade to black my soul deteriorates
That was my last?
48
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