Junior Healy - Tragedy at the 911 House - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Girl, I'm so down to earth, mellow, and laid back. I barely ever do laundry, shower or give thanks for anything I have. All these things I have. Let's have sex. If we close our eyes we won't be here tomorrow. Our spirits dance, our bodies stumble. We won't be here tomorrow. These are the nights that call for us to stay awake. What will we have left but faded pictures and static? Our right minds. Our last resort.