Žodžiai dainai: ApSci. The Dark & Bittersweet End.

He was on the rap, his money was spent,
and running much less than a hundred percent
Couldn't get enough of that high and said,
"Lucy in the sky and a shot glass next."

Call it just an accident,
A disease that takes over the passionless,
Well, you can call it what cha' wanna',
Tough said, I ain't going under.

And that's a personal motto,
Slip a man something that a lead will never follow,
Safe to say you learn the hard way,
Hit the brick wall then he stumbled for the hallway

She said it wasn't fair ball play;
My way, your way, fight about it all day,
Can't you see I'm not playin'?
Sittin' in my mind mother fucker, and I'm stayin'

People wanna' know where we gonna' go next, now
Close your eyes, learn to dream with them shut tight,
Pray to god that you'll sleep through the whole night,
Wake the woman and still feel like a child,
No, no more

Baby, I cannot pretend,
We can argue til' the dark and bittersweet end,
I think I'm going crazy, enemies within me,
I taste my history, despite upgraded scenery,

People wanna' know where we gonna' go next, now

He was on the rap
(close your eyes learn to dream with them shut tight)
He couldn't get enough of that
(Pray to god that you'll sleep through the whole night)
We call it just an accident,
(Wake the woman and still feel like a child)
You can call it what you wanna',
But I ain't goin' under