World Of Trouble — текст песни (black label society)

2...3...4...I Drank All My Fucken Brew and I Ain`t Gots No More....

Feeling so damn tired
Running on desperate fumes
For the end is
Always near, now
Empty handed
It`s always soon
Psychocise me
Terrify me
Jeopardizing all that`s mine
Megolamize me
Certify me
On my knees until I cry

Lord only knows where I`ve gone
Lord only knows where I`ve been

In a world of trouble again
Worries
Streaming `round the bend

Treat me like a dog, now
Knowing I won`t turn
Blind me like a slave, now
Cast Down
No concern