Текст песни
No sense, no hope. Oh, I got spins and the shakes
I'd give it a rest but I've got more to say
More secrets and pain I should take to the grave
It's not the years, it's the mileage on this vessel
I've got the spins and the shakes
Through decades wasted
I never got complacent
I'm broken, I'm bleeding
I'm gonna starve if I don't start eating
Like a gift horse with a broken leg
Just put me down and walk away
I never got complacent
No sense, no hope. Oh, I got the spins and the shakes
I'd give it a rest but I've got more to say
More secrets and pain I should take to the grave
It's not the years, it's the mileage on this vessel
To elicit catharsis I tend my garden
Splitting hairs between doom and gloom
I'm planting new wounds before my old ones bloom
I need to salt the earth. Impatient in my self-destruction
My story draws blood from stone
And the engine is the themes
Tragedy turn comedy and it comes in threes
It's a parody and it's not fucking funny
Put me down, walk away. Fuckin' over-rated
Splitting hairs between the doom and the gloom
I'm planting new wounds before my old ones bloom
Put me down and walk away
No sense, no hope. Oh, I got spins and the shakes
I'd give it a rest but I've got more to say
More secrets and pain I should take to the grave
It's not the years, it's the mileage on this vessel
Never felt complacent
No sense, no hope. Oh, I got spins and the shakes
I'd give it a rest but I've got more to say
More secrets and pain I should take to the grave
It's not the years, it's the mileage on this vessel
Resilience is over-rated