My little silver toaster Is burning off the edges of my morning frown These days feel like roller coasters You limp just like a rag-doll I hang upside-down I've been faking to all my old friends Staring straight and walking 'Til I hit the coast and then Alone at home I Hack off my split-ends And bury them back at the arches So I can dig it 'Cause the man in this song Got me all hotted up And gave me a love that entangles me
Vyšlo na albech
