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(альбом: Burn The Empire - 2022)

Nothing but drive
But I ain't got a license to kill
No money to shop around
But I ain't take the till

But if you get tired of being wired
To the grid are you hoping of finding the one
To stop you from choking
Inevitably valium kills

Thirteen, sipping from the bottle baby
Choking on the throttle of life
I never listened when you gave me your time
I never knew at the time, that you'd be holding the knife

Nineteen, sipping from the bottle baby
Choking on the throttle of life
It's not your fault, but I know something ain't right
Another young boy from the motherland unplugging a life

Bushwacking on cold winter nights
And it was green pack and it smoking it tight
And now it's too late for saving your skin
Another boy on the wing, locked away for your sins

But if you get tired of being wired
To the bit are you hoping of finding the one
To stop you from choking
Inevitably valium kills

Thirteen, sipping from the bottle baby
Choking on the throttle of life
I never listened when you gave me your time
I never knew at the time, that you'd be holding the knife

Nineteen, sipping from the bottle baby
Choking on the throttle of life
It's not your fault, but I know something ain't right
Another young boy from the motherland unplugging a life

Thirteen, sipping from the bottle baby
Choking