Tekster:
2Sweet

matters in the game, fuck the fame I gotta eat dollar signs, feed my hunger pain Music like heroin, leave you numb the same Play me like I'm something sweet

Too sweet to be forgotten what could have been could be Too right to be too wrong for me and too real to be only a sweet memory The moon is just another

where I wanna be, baby Take my sweet time, I'll be home again In my own sweet time, yeah, yeah In my own sweet time, yeah, yeah In my own sweet time

so sweet it makes me cry Well oh, oh my baby Is so sweet it makes me cry You're so sweet, You're so sweet You're so sweet I wanna cry la la la la la

Sit up straight With your head held high Start your day With a random act of kind Don't forget To brush your teeth before you rest And remember to take

It's not so pretty out here These days I can?t face the mirror With endless nights I fear I've lost my life at sea, I bring my demons with me On the road

Hypnotic eyes Staring at you through the dead of night Take refuge in the trees And beg please Oh please just let me survive This is my kind of place

I am the savior sent to rid the world of its fools And now I make the rules So bring me all of your riches and your jewels Throw the corpses of the snitches

This is the putrid smell of your own living hell Where heavy rain drowns out the sirens And every searchlight in the city Couldn't find me a place that