Well you've had too much to drink
No you never really think of your actions
About Them
Yeah, they're getting you in shit
But you talk like they're all bliss
Oh you don't say?
In Fact They Always
F*ck you up
Now you never wanna leave
Somethings up
Now you're looking to be free
Oh you don't say?
You don't say
No, you don't say
Something it sounded like you
Bleeding down inside
This moment separates if
You would leave or die
Your kind is destined for the dream
Your kind is destined for obscene
You keep picking at your dress
Turn and dripping off your bed and for God's sake
No mistakes
Or a hospital again, a Jailmate as a friend
And you don't say, your mistakes
Bottles up, you're up
Now you're going off again
Waking up!
Have you had enough of that?
Oh you don't say
You don't say
No you don't say
(Have you had enough of that)
Something it sounded like you
Bleeding down inside
This moment separates if
You would leave or die
Your kind is destined for the dream
Your kind is destined for obscene