The Slanderous Clientele Songtext
von No Fun at All

Looking across the room and i can′t respire
I got to get out so maybe i should set a fire
Holding my tongue and waiting for the perfect reason
It's hard when your nerves are down for the season
This all time low it′s everything i never wanted
Redundant show, They're nagging a hole in my beautiful head
This all time low is everything to the slanderous clientele
Shaking a hand and mumbling that it's a pleasure
The faces i see are vague and hard to remember
Talking of this and that but it′s going nowhere
They′re saying the same words over and over and over