DEATH THREAT

One, two One, two, three, four I flipped a switch, I know it wouldn't take long You could time me like a whore If I had six, you'd swear I had a thousand You can mop me up in the morning Cold, then fire, then cold, it's relentless The headache of old, is the last of the importance I'll have [Incomprehensible] then another Its too late to stop the glut I'll go till my eyes roll shut, I'm f**ked Cold, then fire, then cold, it's relentless Desperate buck, a spinning room Awake lost, across the street Pathetic luck, split lips A broken wrist, a death threat Desperate buck, a spinning room Awake lost, across the street Pathetic luck, split lips A broken wrist, a death threat Desperate buck, a spinning room Awake lost, across the street Pathetic luck, split lips A broken wrist, a death threat A death threat, a death threat A death threat, a death threat, now One, two, three, four