Lyrics My Worst Days, Pt. 1 - Cruel Tie

My Worst Days, Pt. 1

for God's sake fall asleep
take these useless sleeping pills
five-storey house full of wasted creeps
feeds all the clandestine late night minimarkets in the neighborhood
it's good she finally fell asleep
now I'm gonna play the greatest martyr
as ill luck would have it, the car horn beeped
like three elephants screaming in unison with the trumpets
fat ma with her son run from the wild pa
fat ma with her son run from the wild pa
fat ma and her crippled son are on the run
fat ma and her son ain't having fun maybe
хочется спать, но спать нельзя
мне насрать, притворюсь, что сплю
хватит пить, я тебя люблю
хочется жить.
и жить тоже нельзя
fat ma with her son run from the wild pa
fat ma with her son run from the wild papa
fat ma and her crippled son are on the run
ain't having fun maybe
ain't having fun maybe
ain't having fun maybe
fat ma and her crippled son ain't got no plans lately
wake me
she's alive but she's dead
it's time to hide everything
she's alright but I'm not
it's pure selfishness on both sides
fuck