Teksty: Outlet. Other. Addict.

Can you believe it?
You got through the day
Without even thinking about your gun

Can you retrieve it
Even with no one?
So you cry your makeup
Tears away

You're an addict, yeah
And your about to get broken in
You're an addict, yeah
When the quart has spoken in (repeat)

And I'm one to

You believe in your morals
And lie on every word
You dont know how,
But i can bring you home
But you succeed in your own catastrophe