Sometimes, it gets to a point where
There's nothing, left to do
Nothing left to, even think about
At the end you just die
Falling on my back, this shit is not the same (Not the same, not the same)
No, this shit is not the same (Not the same, not the same)
I'm the one you gotta blame (Gotta blame, gotta blame)
I could meet you in the night
I could meet you in the night
I could meet you in the night
I could meet you in the night
I could meet you in the night
I could meet you in the night
I could meet you in the night
I could meet you in the night
I could meet you in the night
I could meet you in the night
I could meet you in the night
I could meet you in the night
I could meet you in the