歌词
Lit another cigarette
I had a lot to write on down while
You built yourself a bigger set
And acted like a bigger clown
You try on a decent voice
Then entangle a shaky choice
When you walk by a distant home
You talk a way that sounds like an ordinary day
I wish the well was running dry
So I could climb down to your place and cry
About the people on the grass
Who chased away my people's light
While you complain about the other people leaving out
A way for you to understand my side, and I will try
But the system's made to fry!
![Two of Me [Explicit]](https://lastfm.freetls.fastly.net/i/u/300x300/31823a61f277bfe7e5353432d439374a.jpg)
