Besedila:
Damnwells The Bastards Of The Beat

with sharp little knives You are the last thing on my mind I'll be the first you leave behind and everyone knows why... So give it up give it back to me Will

what's the deal with you and Lucinda she said that you broke her hymen while playing kick ball I just think that you really weren't trying I've seen

singin in my sleep driving across texas with you and you look so good i could stay another day with you stall winters pain till june will it stay the same will

your new skin will you listen I will go back to the sound with good luck, with good luck if you keep the backbeat down with good luck, with good luck I will

I put my faith in things you could never do Now I'm chasing myself to catch up with you And you mixed every drink of lies with the truth I will never change no Will

will sleep above the covers I will love you like no other I will be your dad and mother I will give you older brothers I will feed you fries with steak sauce I will