Cold, wet and black and outside - just like I'm
Cold, red and fast inside - and you can
Never go back, I tried - And it's a
Long walk to suicide
doesn't matter what you say
I can feel another way
you can't take my music to crash cars to
keep me breathing - make me move
stick the needle in the groove
I'll always have my music to crash cars to
Too little, too late, too low - when I
Get my head back together - you know I have to
Find another way to show - I can
Still remember the way to go.
doesn't matter what you say
I can feel another way
you can't take my music to crash cars to
keep me breathing - make me move
stick the needle in the groove
I'll always have my music to crash cars to
Let it rush, don't push - fall back and believe,
Let it go, you know - you will only recieve
You know me? You know you? You know way back when...
'should have killed myself back then.
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