I'm disgusted with my life and myself but I'm not unhappy about that.
One Two Three Four
Tell me that you love me more
Sleepless long nights
That is what my youth was for
Old teenage hopes are alive at your door
Left you with nothing but they want some more
Oh, you're changing your heart
Oh, You know who you are
Sweetheart bitterheart now I can tell you apart
Cosy and cold, put the horse before the cart
Those teenage hopes who have tears in their eyes
Too scared to own up to one little lie
A real shitheel.
BORN AGAINST
SHINER
NO KNIFE
FEIST
PIXIES
CONSTANTINES
BLUETIP
FIRESIDE
LAGWAGON
INSTRUMENT