Paroles
It's true, I got a dirty mouth
Do you think about the things I do?
When it's judgement hour
And I never knew
It's true, I got a dirty mouth
Do you think about the things I do?
When it's judgement hour
And I never knew
I've been running backwards directions
Hold my hand, accept my confession
I've been spinning in and out again
I've been running backwards directions
Hold my hand, accept my confession
I've been spinning in and out again
Let me pull my hair back
And put me on a better track
My lungs are full, a little burnt
But yours, I know, are much worse
Let me get my story straight
I'll find you in another place
The game is rigged, I want my prize
I guess I'll just take first place
I've been running backwards directions
Hold my hand, accept my confession
I've been spinning in and out again
I've been running backwards directions
Hold my hand, accept my confession
I've been spinning in and out again
It's true, I got a dirty mouth
Like you think about the things I do
When it's judgement hour
And I never knew
I've been running backwards directions
Hold my hand, accept my confession
I've been spinning in and out again
I've been running backwards directions
Hold my hand, accept my confession
I've been spinning in and out again
