Besedila: Strike Twelve. Killing California. Drank Too Much.

Well here we are once again

and my head won't stop spinnin

and the whole world's crashing down on me I think

but I really don't know for sure

or what, for me,'s in store

and I feel like I have said this all before.

I don't care what anybody's really saying

which is good - can't understand them anyway



I like the feeling of not feeling anything.

It's this same feeling that I'm feeling now.

I won't remember anything that happens.

It's up to you to tell me everything



Stumbling on, oh what fun!

I wanna have sex with someone

i wanna do things I have never before done

Oh - Shit - I - Tripped on a chair

Nearly fell right down the stairs

Can you tell me, is it bleeding? I am numb

I don't care what anybody's really saying

Which is good - can't comprehend them anyway



well tattooed on her head

are the words "Get me in bed"

she's so drunk I fear that she might soon be dead,

and yet I still go ahead,

doing what her tattoo said

because my tattoo says "Takes what he can get"