Tekster: The Icarus Line. Party The Baby Off.

If everybody's trying to die
Get it on, take your pills to the bathroom
And cry

Told her not to sleep on her side
She sleeps and winks and I think I know what stinks
Alone, [Incomprehensible] confused

Mom, I live in hell
Speak slow so I can say

Told her that I shall not lie
But motherfuckers do what they have to
Beat your face black and blue

Mom, I live in hell
Speak slow so I can tell
Just to see it through
Let's see some dedication

It's the kind of thing thing I love
Tonight, take off all your clothes
Take off all your clothes

You take too much pills
But still pay the bills
I can excuse that
Where did the cat go?

Legends come then they go
Here we come, here we go
Take off all your clothes
Take off all your clothes

Take off all your clothes
Take off all your clothes
Take off all your clothes
Take off all your clothes

Take off of this girl
Take off all your clothes
Take off all your clothes