Alba s touto skladbou:
In Defense Of The Genre,
Baby girl, I'm a blur
I spoiled, stunted, sickened her.
God and Death are none of my concern
No, philosopher.
Deep in your heart, stitched the key
And only one can set me free from the beast
where I dwell and let the saints all burn in hell.
So take what you want from me, heyyyy
And take all I've got from me, heyyyy
You're with me all the time
The drugs can have my mind, love
You own the rest you'll find
And you're with me all the time
On the roof, burning black, the city smoked from the attack
But on the roof, we love the beast to death
The sweat and whiskey breath
So take what you want from me, heyyyy
And take all I've got from me, heyyyy
You're with me all the time
The drugs can have my mind, love
You own the rest you'll find
And you're with me all the time
We fall right down
We get back up again
thats how we be
you and me
I would not crowd,
I would not smother you
I'd let you breathe, over me
We're on a sinking ship, but we're escaping it
We're on a sinking ship, but we're escaping
We're on a sinking ship, but we're escaping it
We're on a sinking ship, we're escaping
You're with me all the time
You're with me all the time
You're with me all the time
You're with me all the time
No matter where I go you're on my mind
I stumble home and pray I'll find
With your flamethrower eyes and jilted smile
You'll soothe my wounds and drain my bile
You're with me all the time.
