Don't Even Trip Songtext
von Peeping Tom

Don′t Even Trip
I Think Your Old Enough to Know Better
But I'M Old Enough to Remember
I Won′t Use That Stupid Word Forever
Cross Your Heart and Hope to Die
Don't Even Trip
Don't Get Too Big for your Britches
Or these Bones will be Jumping Out of your Closet
So Blase
Don′t Turn and Look the Other Way
You Wanna Be A Star
Your Oh so Near Yet Oh so Far
Don′t Even Trip


You'll Be Flyin′ South for the Winter
On That Long Long Trip of December
Don't Be Throwin′ Stones at the Mirror
Broke a Piece and...
Don't Even Trip...

I Know That Assholes Grow on Trees
I′M Here to Trim the Leaves and
I'M Afraid that Your Still My Friend
And Your Just a Piece of Shit but I can Over Look it Today
Cause Your Still My Friend

Drop That Gun you Ain't My Fucking Hero
You Think it′s Cool To Be A Fucking Zero
Speak of Now
And One of You Is A Hundred Loud
When You Breach
They′ll Join you On the Roofs and Streets
Like Crystal Clear
I'M Hanging Like A Chandalier
Watching Over You
I′ll Move You from A Song to Tears
Don't Even Trip...