And the sad sad story goes:
You're losing, losing what's left of your mind, yeah
And the symptoms you can't hide come oozing
oozing from your wounds like pus
And the sad sad story goes:
You're leaving, leaving here for good this time
Yeah, right. Maybe tomorrow!
And the symptoms you can't hide come oozing
oozing from your veins like blood
You're losing, losing what's left of your mind, yeah
And the symptoms you can't hide come oozing
oozing from your wounds like pus
And the sad sad story goes:
You're leaving, leaving here for good this time
Yeah, right. Maybe tomorrow!
And the symptoms you can't hide come oozing
oozing from your veins like blood