New Mexican Disaster Squad
New Mexican Disaster Squad - Wasting Matches songtekst
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Rat trap, now I know this place is a Death trap, I'm itchy and I'm shaking You'd better take a look inside Tight ship, not only a shadow of a Dream lost, ambitious boss The chemicals leave little to hide So sweep the floors and lock the doors Here less ain't more Are you reinforced? Breathing, living, damaging Nervous system managing Breathing, living, damaging The parts that make us feel As if we're real My hands don't feel a fucking thing anymore My back, it burns like all the thousands before I think I'm gonna need a break The clock, it mocks me I'll destroy this pile and if that's a problem I'll say it to their fucking face So sweep the floors and lock the doors Here less ain't more Are you reinforced? Breathing, living, damaging Nervous system managing Breathing, living, damaging Breathing, living, I sing We're all wasting matches We're all dropping ashes On the ground, now we're out