Bad Times Songtext
von Hula Girls

Holding on
Sleep alone
Lose a shell of bricks and glass
We used to call it home
Fixes only make you more unwell
You told me you believe in hell

But I try to remember
The person behind all
The pictures in boxes from birthdays
A ghost in a voicemail
A profile in tablets
A lesson in how not to change our bad habits


Who′d have thought
That way back on
Daytona Beach in '81
It would all come to an end
Saying goodbye through a telephone
Did you hear me then?

Guess I′ll never know

But I try to remember
The person behind all
The pictures in boxes from birthdays
A ghost in a voicemail
A profile in tablets
A lesson in how not to change our bad habits

You told me you didn't know what's real before
Picked up from the pavement
I heard about another fall
All the pieces of a life scattered round the floor
I guess that you didn′t want to be around here any more