Letras
There is nothing going on, no potential
No sight screenings filling waste
The drama on the television is even seeming interesting and I don't care
In a way it could be considered thatmy mind is more than withered
But I'd dive into a river, hold your hand until we shiver
Till that one day when you go
Oh no it's fine
Wasting to the point of potential
Seemingly interesting such a fake
Crash into a car unconsidered, I know it has a home and a garage
Can't wait until I meet her, overpriced at the casino
Though I bought an El Camino and I drove it down to Reno
cnd that one day, when my luck rolls a couple of nines
Couple of fives
Couple of
Just pull my teeth in indecision
Riot ready molar taking time
Sense a form of self-inquisition
The killing Spaniard princess drinking wine
So just move to California
Soder lines into a performer
I guess I'lllie just to meet you
Get a job that makes me heated
Till that one day when you come and it will all be fine