Bass Drum Of Death
crawling after you
well iâve wasted all my time
trying bad to make you mine
and i know itâs not ok
i canât find that perfect line
and when things are not the same
too far down in my brain
toss my drinks into the sky
and iâm face-down in my mind
crawling after you
and iâm waiting for something
while you occupy my head
and itâs getting far too loud
when your face is oh so proud
when i feel like i am dead
alone all day in bed
toss my drinks into the sky
iâve been wasting all my time
and i canât get better
if i donât let you down
all night i sweat her
i canât get further down