Текстове на песни: Trash Talk. Walking Disease. Run, Don't Walk.

My fee will never reach the ground. My head hangs in the fucking clouds. I need to leave this city before it's today. It's the same routine every fuckign day. I've seen it happen so many times. Run for cover, walk the line. Here's to no future and a fucked up past. I should have known I'd never fucking last