Testi:
Floors And Walls

today. We live in a hard world where theres not much play, And being young is when you waste your days But then days turn to months and then years and

tell her that they keep her down, As if it makes any sense at all She can spill her mind into a jar, It manifests itself on her bedroom floor, Snot rags, books and

'm nauseous but happy, Tuesday night is just alright Close your eyes and realize this is it, Is it what you imagined? The walls are dead and peeling

is what it is" "and what's that?" she must have read my mind cuz she looked in2 my eyes and she said "a good time" she kissed me on the stairs and she

lay the bitch on her back With mirrors on the ceiling and on the walls Mirrors on the floor so I can see it all No need for hide-and-seek, so drop them draws And

saying, she hit the bathroom lights Pressed her hands up on the tiles like, ahh Put her skirt in my hands and told me just watch High-heel walk through a spilled-drink floor

he got kinda big doing all that dancin'. I'm Spoot Rutkins and I'm here to let you know, Three Oh Smike and the Third Floor Bite Keeps it real every day and

gon' party cause I know you wanna dance [Hook:] Hey, get off the wall Get on the floor And get to steppin Hey, kill all the talk Get on the floor And

can't fall down on my knees (I thought you loved me) And apologise to you (If you really loved me you would of stayed with me) (And apologised to