Alba s touto skladbou:
A Death Grip On Yesterday,
The Best of,
You took me home
I drank too much
Cause of you my liver turned to dust
Cold rust takes
cold creeping cold pain
Do you understand what I mean?
When you feel your soul drop to the floor
Like a hole, like an open bleeding sore
Then you'll have bled like I bled
Then you'll have wept as I've wept
Suck me down, it's time to rock and roll
Lets hit the bar, lets lose control
One false move, you took me home
One false move, you're all alone
what looks so good and it feels so nice
I paid the price
I'll cut you out just to hear you scream,
Get away from, get away from me
And I can feel my heartbeat racing
As I realize what I must do
Get away from...
Get away from...
Get away from you
I should have turned and ran like hell
Last time I got the taste of you
I should have turned and ran like hell
And I say we're through
I should have turned and ran like hell
last time I got the taste of you
I should have turned and ran like hell
And I say we're through
And I say we're through
You fell upon me like a plague
Weakness sweet weakness
But I digress
After all this...
You're just like all the rest
Suck me down
It's time to rock and roll
Let's hit the bar, let's lose control
one false move, you took me home
one false move, you're all alone
