jacobwakeup

We’re out of booze And we’re out of luck This is for the people Who don’t give a duck Sad is the night And you hate that feeling When you can't fight Falling up to the ceiling because Love is not real And you have no soul Enough to kill you is just one little hole We’re out of booze And we’re out of luck This is for the people Who don’t give a duck Cold is the gun and fast is the eye Nothing is over, until we die because Morning is coming And it might be your last We are not friendly, so get away real fast because We’re out of booze And we’re out of luck This is for the people Who don’t give a duck Sharp is the tongue, but better the knife You are out of your options You are out of your life… Tears are raining until the end We are out of luck And we lost a friend Aaaand… We’re out of booze And we are out of luck This is for the people Who don’t give a duck This is for the people Who don’t give a duck Anymore

All the things we do And all the things we want All the things we need And all the things we don't All the things we bleed for All those things are for you All those things are for you Wandering love, wandering hearts We are just pieces, incomplete parts Missing the point, missing each other Waiting and trying and you ask why bother Smile for me once, as you do of course Wandering hearts will only get worse Wandering hearts will only get worse All the things we do All the games we play We really got no clue We don't know what to say to you I really don't know what to say to you... Wandering love, wandering hearts We are just pieces, incomplete parts Missing the meanings, missing each other Trying and failing and you ask why bother Smile for me once, as you do of course Wandering hearts will only get worse Wandering hearts will only get worse Wandering across our private universe