Letras
Too much, too much
Too many nights I've roamed
And I just
Lose touch, I lose touch
Well how the hell am I still alive?
I said
I still feel like I'm lost tonight
I had way too many drinks but fuck it I'm gonna drive
And I know
Shit's wrong but I'm feeling alive
The devil sent this kamikaze
Hopefully I survive
I'm no role
Role model
I'm probably better at home
I'm no role
Role model
I'm probably better at home
We could take the pain, mix it up in a drink
Sip on misery with company
That won't ever change
And we could take a couple pills
Since this life is getting real
If you wanna disappear then take another and fade
I'm so sick and tired of being vilified, it's
Probably time that I was heading home to lock myself in, sit in silence
Bucket of sin, I twist and pry it
Open again, first sip I'm flying
Off of the handle, nobody can stand him
A product of damage and gifted violence
I still feel like I'm lost tonight
I had way too many drinks but fuck it I'm gonna drive
And I know
Shit's wrong but I'm feeling alive
The devil sent this kamikaze
Hopefully I survive
I'm no role
Role model
I'm probably better at home
I'm no role
Role model
I'm probably better at home
I'm no role
Role model
I'm probably better at home
I'm no role
Role model
I'm probably better at home