歌词
Crack open the door and the floor starts creaking
While I'm sneaking to the back of the house
My feet are getting sore and my mind starts tweaking
The thrill comes by the ounce
Wait and have a smoke in the snow
On our way to get high
Wait and have a smoke in the snow
Hope the bus doesn't pass you by
Drunk on indiscretion, my obsessions pass the time
The words I often question keep possession of the mind
Dirty wheels are rolling down the pavement
Leaving trails of youth behind
Working hard to make it out the basement
I'm glad old friends resigned
Wait and have a smoke in the snow
On our way to get high
Wait and have a smoke in the snow
Hope the bus doesn't pass you by
Drunk on indiscretion, my obsessions pass the time
The words I often question keep possession of the mind
The calming sense of revenge can erupt into bloodshed down the line
A pleasant thought but I'm wiser I know it'll waste my time
Wait and have a smoke in the snow
On our way to get high
Wait and have a smoke in the snow
Hope your life doesn't pass you by
Drunk on indiscretion, my obsessions pass the time
The words I often question keep possession of the mind
The calming sense of revenge can erupt into bloodshed down the line
A pleasant thought but I'm wiser I know it'll waste my fucking time