On the Floor
Take
Back
Your empty promises
And
Snort them in lines
and when the tomorrow comes
Its time to feast
I wont try
To help
Anymore
Fuck
I
I won't try to help you
Line of cocaine will fix hearbreak
You only stay for a while
before the night fades
the ghost with your pretty face
My defenses falling down
Ever slow
it's all we always
always finding
on the floor
More more drugs
let's
lets waste ourselves away
Say
We lying on the floor
Why our souls
have eroded
I can't stand no more
And now it' time to say
I
I held these words
so long
to spit at you
You never cared