1, 2
1, 2 fuck you
Born in a concrete cradle
Breathing vices and pain
The booze that make us dry
The speed that drives us insane
Pain killers I do love them
Make this paranoia grow
Life's a mess I don't care
You got some more? Let's go!
Cause I wanna die high
Marching through self destruction
We're god forsaken angels
Is that to much to handle
I don't believe it at all
Pain killers I do love them
Make this paranoia grow
Life's a mess I don't care
You got some more? Let's go!
