Testo The Box
Testo The Box
Take me home
I've had enough
And I'm done
All the alcohol
Is not setting well at all
And all of the drugs wore off All the pills have stopped
And these are the tiny hands
That rip us apart
And I've got one foot in the gate of hell
And you've got two hands hailing taxis down
And he got three years just for givin' up
And I've got nothing to complain about
I got one foot in the gate of hell
You got two hands hailing taxis down
He got three years just for givin' up
And I've got nothing to complain about
Don't give up even though I'll give up 'Cause this is a front, you want me now
'Cause I will be here all night
It seems if only an empty drink
'Cause this is a front, you want me now
'Cause I am lost without you
One foot in the gate of hell
You got two hands hailing taxis down
He got three years just for givin' up
And I've got nothing to complain about
And I've got one foot in the heat of hell
You got two hands pulling me around
You got three years just for givin' up
And I've got nothing to complain about
'Cause sometimes, somewhere
Somehow, it's somewhere
It's somehow, yeah
I've got a sun burn from the gate of hell
You got a sore throat from always screaming help
He got three years just for givin' up
And I thought two years would've been enough
One foot in the gate of hell
You got two hands hailing taxis down
We got three years just for givin' up
Oh, I've got nothing to complain about
One foot in the gate of hell
You got two hands hailing taxis down
He got three years just for givin' up
Oh, I've got nothing to complain about
Yeah
I've had enough
And I'm done
All the alcohol
Is not setting well at all
And all of the drugs wore off All the pills have stopped
And these are the tiny hands
That rip us apart
And I've got one foot in the gate of hell
And you've got two hands hailing taxis down
And he got three years just for givin' up
And I've got nothing to complain about
I got one foot in the gate of hell
You got two hands hailing taxis down
He got three years just for givin' up
And I've got nothing to complain about
Don't give up even though I'll give up 'Cause this is a front, you want me now
'Cause I will be here all night
It seems if only an empty drink
'Cause this is a front, you want me now
'Cause I am lost without you
One foot in the gate of hell
You got two hands hailing taxis down
He got three years just for givin' up
And I've got nothing to complain about
And I've got one foot in the heat of hell
You got two hands pulling me around
You got three years just for givin' up
And I've got nothing to complain about
'Cause sometimes, somewhere
Somehow, it's somewhere
It's somehow, yeah
I've got a sun burn from the gate of hell
You got a sore throat from always screaming help
He got three years just for givin' up
And I thought two years would've been enough
One foot in the gate of hell
You got two hands hailing taxis down
We got three years just for givin' up
Oh, I've got nothing to complain about
One foot in the gate of hell
You got two hands hailing taxis down
He got three years just for givin' up
Oh, I've got nothing to complain about
Yeah
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BACKSTROM, HENRIK CARL / HOLTER, OSCAR THOMAS
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