It's a funny feeling
all words are obsolete
my brain won't stop the world comes crashing
right down on my head
I am floored, i'm wasted. my engine's running out and
why am i always leaking fuel
so incomplete
these words i care for you
the stains won't go. no matter the washing
it's like a scar on my head
I am floored, i'm wasted. my engine's running out and
why am i always leaking fuel
Things i've never done before
all those places i've never been to
of the one that always held me back.
Ohoohohoh