Текст песни Sometimes There Isn't a Next Time - YCK

Hands up in the front got my burner in the back
I'm just making up for everything you're wanting but you lack
Pharmaceutical tripping I'm hearing colors and digits
I'm writing manifestos too long I'll abridge it

Drywall, cracked paint four sides are peeling
I feel the raindrops coming leaking down from the ceiling
We can't afford to patch it up you know where my money goes
I'm spending every penny gotten all to my runny nose

All these chances
Moments passing
Unconcerned with
Them in this disturbance

Pavement on the street we're tagging up it's forsaken
And maybe come and pay a visit your community's gated
I need the code I don't know how people make it inside
I promise I won't touch a thing I'll keep my hands to my side

Eyes up bags are under both I suppose
I won't remember anything I did that I condone
I'm not recalling not forgetting I'm just stuck in between
And maybe I'll be doing better give me something to drink

All these chances
Moments passing
Unconcerned with
Them in this disturbance