Continues after the ad

    His memory broke down everything he ever owned.
    And while he moaned
    "I see things I cannot hear,
    this may be a monkey's year,
    but time is just a tease when it's spoken in Chinese.
    Skin doesn't feel that clean when sweat turns into vaseline."
    One shot makes a man, Glory, Glory Fatherland.
    Life for me ain't no plan,
    so die for mister Uncle Sam.
    What will happen when decorated
    insticts have been simulated.
    All rise, swear to God, I will love
    what I once hated.

    They just left it undecided.
    They really tried but they couldn't hide it.
    I got myself a ladder.

    His memory broke down everything he ever owned.
    And while he moaned
    "I see things I cannot hear,
    this may be a monkey's year,
    but time is just a tease when it's spoken in Chinese.
    Skin doesn't feel that clean when sweat turns into vaseline."

    Continues after the ad

    They just left it undecided.
    They really tried but they couldn't hide it.
    I got myself a ladder.

    I just want to think I'm crazy.
    Get my feet back on the ground.
    The only one who really loves you,
    are the ones who put you down.

    I got myself a ladder.

    Song details

    Composition:

    Did you see an error?

    Enviar revisão