Little Fist Songtext
von Love Spit Love

I′ve got lipstick on my front teeth
I'm full of pills but i don′t feel good yet
Tied up running out of good luck
Eyeliner tears are running down my neck
Make up, chewing gum and hair spray
I know tomorrow's gonna taste like this
Wrap the world up in a suitcase
And there's a million wanna shake my fist
There′s a world in front of me
I know tomorrow′s gonna taste like cake
There's easy money for the freaks
A million friends that don′t know what my name is
I could be flavor of the weekend
I smell like roses and i taste like cake


Wake up sleeping on the pavement
Everybody needs a friend down there
I don't really wanna leave
I know tomorrow′s gonna taste like cake
There's easy money for the freaks
There′s television on but who cares anyway?
There's a world in front of me
I know tomorrow's gonna taste like cake
There′s easy money for the freaks
A million friends that don′t know what my name is
I don't really wanna leave
I know tomorrow′s gonna taste like cake
There's easy money for the freaks
There′s television on but who cares anyway?