Screeching Weasel
Screeching Weasel - Rubber Room songtekst
Je score:
And I don't know what to do Everyone I know is having a fit 'Cause I haven't got a clue I don't know who I am Patience is wearing thin I think my head is caving in I don't wanna live in a rubber room But I think I'm halfway there The funny thing about it is the worse it gets The less I even care
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Publisher: Lookout Records
Meer info:
- Land: Verenigde Staten
- screechingweasel.com/
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- twitter.com/screechingweez
- myspace.com/officialscreechingweasel
Deze songtekst wordt hier getoond met toestemming van de Federatie van Muziekauteurs en Uitgevers (Femu).