Sangtekster:
Blueline Medic

Cursing crimson walls A thousand or so souls on the floor Shouldering away through strobe and intoxicated Having berated himself in the hall And not

We're saving in sickness. We're saving in health. We can pull any nails by the head it we catch them sleeping in the shelves. They'll let you know. We

Don't get upset don't take it as an insult don't admist for a minute that you forgot where you stood you know exactly where you are now don't fall into

What was I looking at when I was looking up? Remind me What was I looking at? Remind me You had an answer for everything Dropping from our height We

What is this space in my chest? What wants attention at a desk? When the seconds jam. When you manage. It's a loss and yet I haven't lost anything. If