Ill-Fated Songtext
Kill the Weathermen
I'm sick of sixth-sense headaches
Stop the Weathermen
I'm sick of sixth-sense headaches

Here comes the guilt trip
Black and red and bluish-green
Here comes the guilt trip
Getting older in my dreams
Fuck the weathermen
I'm sick of sixth-sense headaches
Fuck the weathermen
I'm sick of sixth-sense headaches

Here comes the guilt trip
Black and red and bluish-green
Here comes the guilt trip
Getting older in my dreams

I love you, I know you