viertame otro tiro (pour me another shot) Songtext
von Mirrored Walls

If I slit gills in my throat
Then maybe I
Can stop drowning
In your flood of filthy lies
And if I could just
Catch a breath
Then maybe I
Could find the strength
To swim the violent tide


I′ve already drunk my way
Through four limes
I'm way past sober, stable
Rational
And if you hadn′t come round
Slinging shit again
Well then these thoughts
Would not be running
Through my head
No

My brightest day with you
Was midnight on my own
If you wanted to apologise
You should pick up the phone
'Cause your daddy devil's calling
And he wants you home
And I′m only too happy
To send you down
I′m sorry baby (Oh down)
It's all in your head (Oh down)
It′s your fault anyway


A shot down my throat
And two to your chest
My bottle is empty
And so is your body
This round is on me
You lose this time baby
So thank you for playing
But it's all over now