Colony Couch - My Prada's At The Cleaners

If I hear one more word from you I swear I'm gonna have a stroke
And I'll sit and laugh as all this burns and bellows up in smoke
Only way out is to stand and fight
Cuz theres nowhere to hide
And I can't run to save my life
Watch it die
Kiss it goodbye
Guess Florida didn't have an antidote so you'll spread your poison to the west coast
At least you would if you could drive
Single serving friend
You swore you hate to see it end
The past can't lie
Death by design
Never wearing tweed again
So nevermind
Cuz time ain't on my side
I'll drink myself to sleep
Until I get better
So much more in life
So whats another wasted night
Won't let these memories pollute my head no
Never wearing tweed again

Written by:
Max Wenzel

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