This is the first day of my last days I built it up now take it apart climbed up real high now fall down real far No need for me to stay the last thing left I just threw it away I put my faith in god and my trust in you Now there's nothing more fucked up I could do
Wish there was something real Wish there was something true Wish there was something real in this world full of you
I'm the one without a soul I'm the one with this big fucking hole No new tale to tell twenty-six years on my way to hell Gotta listen to your big time hard line bad luck fist fuck Don't you think you're having all the fun You know me I hate everyone
Wish there was something real Wish there was something true Wish there was something real in this world full of you I want to but I can't turn back, but I want to
Compositor: Michael Trent Reznor (Nine Inch Nails) (ASCAP)Editores: Kobalt Music Pub Ltd (ABRAMUS), Leaving Hope Music (ASCAP)Publicado em 1992ECAD verificado obra #2451611 e fonograma #6281474 em 11/Abr/2024