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If I see you down the road getting plastered I’ll tell you you’re a prick I’ll tell you you’re a fuck If you see me standing here with my cellphone Don’t try to talk to me I’ll tell you to get fucked There’s a candle in my room that never goes out I know it wants to God knows it wants to I’ve been dead for seven years and I can’t stand it All my fake friends My Mercedes Benz My old city wasn’t see-through There was violence and girls I couldn’t talk to My old life it was better Call me crass but hereafter I get underwhelmed a lot I’ve been sitting here all night and I’m too bored With my cigarette With my pet pig Having everything I want gets so stale Like some old bread Like a bad baguette If my mom were here, she’d tell me I’d be fine With some good rest SongtexteI’ll be in proper health Haven’t slept since the day I went running That pickup truck Had a nasty grin My old city wasn’t see-through There was violence and girls I couldn’t talk to My old life it was louder I was crazed but these days I’m just a coward When I was granted Chips Ahoy I felt a pang of joy and When I thought I lost my shit I felt at least annoyed and When I fought my fights with you I felt at least cathartic And when I lost my life I know I can’t even imagine My old city wasn’t see through There was violence and girls I couldn’t talk to My old life it was better Call me crasser hereaft… call me a thorn in the grass, oh and My position is stale There’s no wind and no need to raise a sail My old vision is clouded Now I’m pissed and now I’m missing what… I used to wish I was Aus Songtexte Mania