Headed for a blackout
Hurting like hell
Finding my way to bottom of the bottle
Packing up my suitcase
Leaving no trace
One step closer with every swallow
A deafening silence
Like you like me
Where you want me
Saying nothing
But not this time
I'm gonna say
I'm gonna say
What sober couldn't say
Couldn't break thru
Under the influence of you
Incoherent, truth serum
Just enough to make me bullet proof
I'm so over this love gone violent
I'm drunk and brave enough to say
What sober couldn't say
Criminal in my mind
I've been doing time
Believing in the lie
That you still loved me
Making up for
The slamming of the door
Always wanting more but never giving
Sick of crying
Tired of trying
Always buying
Into every kiss
But not this time
I'm gonna say
What sober couldn't say
Couldn't break thru
Under the influence of you
Incoherent, truth serum
Just enough to make me bullet proof
I'm so over this love gone violent
I'm drunk and brave enough to say
What sober couldn't say
Ooh...
This is my intervention
Getting your attention
Ooh...
I'm gonna say
I'm gonna say
I'm gonna say
What sober couldn't say
Couldn't break thru
Under the influence of you
Incoherent, truth serum
Just enough to make me bullet proof
I'm so over this love gone violent
I'm drunk and brave enough to say
What sober couldn't say
What sober couldn't say
I'm so over this love gone violent
I'm drunk and brave enough to say
Greito maisto valgykloj "uzkalnieciai" susitinka bulkute, sasyskyte ir buterbrodukas. Ateina jiems skundziasi surainis, desrainis ir falafelainis, kad ju niekas nenori. Buterbrodukas sako: mes irgi ne madoj. Surainis: - tai kada sugrisim i mada?
Susitinka ziemkentys, jarube ir aruodas.
Pamato veipintoja, startupininka ir omfgoda.
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