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.
