Mental Days Songtext
von Backstreet Girls
Mental Days Songtext
So you think the skies are always grey
What′s the use of another day
And ya got one million bills to pay
What's the use in being alive
When all your neighbours only want to die
Excuse me while I kiss the sky
I get around, I get around
You can′t tear a good man down
I'm hanging out and wasting the days
Ya look at me I'm a mental case
I look drunk and ready to drown
But could ya tell if I was foolin′ around
Ya talk shit, so ya must feel down
But shit, somebody has to be clown
What′s the rush of another year
The graveyard is still probably there
When it's time you′re surely gonna lay down
What's the use of another line
This is mine and ya can pay next round
But watch out on cryptonite ground
Don′t know why, I don't know why
Excuse me again while I kiss the sky
Just like a Hollywood Russian spy
Dark glasses and newspapers disguise
A worried suit and a worried life
I don′t know why, I don't know why
I came around for some kicks in life
I'm cool like this
Aww
I don′t know why, I don′t know why
I don't know why, I don′t know why
I don't know why, I don′t know
Cut the shit
And repeate first verse with a smile
Planes and brains can go high
I get around, I get around
You can't tear a good man down
I′m hanging out and wasting the days
Look at me I'm a mental case
I look drunk and ready to drown
But who can tell if I was foolin' around
Ya talk shit, so ya must feel down
But shit, somebody has to be clown
What′s the use of another day
And ya got one million bills to pay
What's the use in being alive
When all your neighbours only want to die
Excuse me while I kiss the sky
I get around, I get around
You can′t tear a good man down
I'm hanging out and wasting the days
Ya look at me I'm a mental case
I look drunk and ready to drown
But could ya tell if I was foolin′ around
Ya talk shit, so ya must feel down
But shit, somebody has to be clown
What′s the rush of another year
The graveyard is still probably there
When it's time you′re surely gonna lay down
What's the use of another line
This is mine and ya can pay next round
But watch out on cryptonite ground
Don′t know why, I don't know why
Excuse me again while I kiss the sky
Just like a Hollywood Russian spy
Dark glasses and newspapers disguise
A worried suit and a worried life
I don′t know why, I don't know why
I came around for some kicks in life
I'm cool like this
Aww
I don′t know why, I don′t know why
I don't know why, I don′t know why
I don't know why, I don′t know
Cut the shit
And repeate first verse with a smile
Planes and brains can go high
I get around, I get around
You can't tear a good man down
I′m hanging out and wasting the days
Look at me I'm a mental case
I look drunk and ready to drown
But who can tell if I was foolin' around
Ya talk shit, so ya must feel down
But shit, somebody has to be clown
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