歌词
Hey mate have you got a spare quid?
Not sure lad, i've got a spare joint
Want a puff?
How's life treating ya?
Not bad lad, ups and downs ya know?
My homeless friend told me to stay away from drugs
But i can't help myself eat candies in the bar
She weirdly stares at me with pretty but red eyes
I feel my head hitting the toilet floor so hard
In redemption of my youthness
(my youthness?)
I'd like to cheer my beer with god
(hahaha with God?)
Everybody say it's ruthless
(well it is ruthless yeah)
Showing mercy for the past
Giving or taking anything that life has left
It's wise to stop and think? Since when you really care?
Trying to keep my self up
By shooting my blood high
You either live this life or live it just to die
In redemption of my youthness
(what youthnes?)
I'd like to cheer my beer with god
(which god?)
Everybody says it's ruthless
(ok we got it, it's ruthless)
Showing mercy for the past
There once was a man
That travelled the world
And thought he lost his head
In a corner of his mind
He said, "Ya know it's hard to find it."
And i thought the fault was the noise in his eyes
But looking closer i felt it
That feeling of despair
Every alien has it
That scent of dead flowers in their soul
In redemption of my youthness
(eire head, said that)
I'd like to cheer my beer with god
(get high, no fret)
Everybody says it's ruthless
(eire head, said that)
Showing mercy for the past
Eire head
Said that
Get high
No fret
Not bad
Eire head
Said that
Get high
No fret
Not bad
Eire head
Said that
Get high
No fret
Not bad?
Eire head
Said that