Dead Sara

Greaser
The race is wonAnd no one has ever become someoneThe excuse is I'm ashamed to beAnd when I laugh, don't mean that it's funnyI really hate this - it turns me onMy mind is broken with the heaviest heartThe race is wonMake up to come undoneI can't - yes I canNo, no, I can'tYes, no I can - I - IWell, I need to breathe watching you moveWell, it's coming cold, it's coming cold, they fall freeI really hate this - it turns me onMy mind is broken with the heaviest heartThe race is wonMake up to come undoneThe race is wonNo one has ever become someoneThey did itSongtexteThey talk of a dead end, they talkFuck you allYou know about sinningI get lost coming aroundYou know it's hard sometimes for the pretty when you're wastedThe race is wonNo one has ever become someoneWalk by and fall in the greaserI feel contempt uglyWalk by and fall in the greaserLost in my city, searching for you Aus Songtexte Mania