18 (demo) Songtext
von Crywank

Waiting for someone to tolerate me
Hanging around ′cause I can't leave this cat behind
And nine lives if I haven′t found something to hold onto
Why worry? Nobody I care for will be around

The only emotion that I can convey when I contemplate my life
Is an uncompromising flush of uncertainty
Which is caused by a combination of lack of self-respect
And an overwhelming lack of company


So I will share my bed with phantom limbs
And live my life in tidy rooms
Surround myself with living things
That don't know how to move
I am like cigarettes and steak and booze
Obesity and stress
Everyone with a bad heart will blame me for their mess

My life story's just a clip show
Filled with long drawn-out scenes of plug holes