You’re callin’ for changes,
Still haven’t found a way.
Always on the lookout,
Goin’ round, round too many faces.
Oh messing out with you,
Can’t help make out the truth.
You’d rather forget,
Goin’ round, round too many places.
You’re fuckin’ wasted...
You’re sinkin’ down myddy water... Sinkin’ way down muddy water.
Echoing our wrecked chip,
See you later sailor.
Here’s a new storm,
Bringin’ round, round too many crises.
And yet another row,
Can’t even look at each other.
Strike hard to break me,
Leavin’ way, way too many traces.
You’re flippin’ wasted...
You’re sinkin’ down myddy water... Sinkin’ way down muddy water.
Take it all... Throw it all away!
Ooooh, ooooh!
Ooooh, ooooh!
Ooooh, ooooh!
Ooooh, ooooh!
We’re gonna call it even,
Can’t both end up in the gutter.
Don’t you try and call me,
Troublesome, troublesome and shakin’.
Make your prayer row...
Down, down this muddy water
Throw it all, Throw it all, Throw it all...
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