3 acessos
Nothing's more like it's used to be
The things I said no that's not me
Just for this song I might be wrong
I just could start to write books about my cares
But doubts are all we have and share
It's all so sick, so fucking sick
Who do you think you are?
Watching tv cures my eyes,
I'm building up this house with lies
And don't have a clue about me and you
So why do you turn the radio on
I know your records and some better songs
It's all so loud, so fucking loud
We sit down talk till 2:00 or 3:00
Get sick of drinking to much tea
Cause nothing's more like it's used to be
I hate the words you're telling me
And you could give your cat a better name
Who do you think you are?