автор: oziris

I feel bad, wanna lay in my bed, now
I feel bad, wanna lay in my bed, now
So bad, so bad, that`s the truth.

Whoa! I feel bad, like butter and bread
I feel bad, like butter and bread
So bad, so bad, that`s the truth.

When I hold on to my thoughts,
I know they seem too strong…
And when I hold on to my thoughts
They hurt me cause they`re lots…

And I feel bad, like butter and bread
I feel bad, like butter and bread
So bad, so bad, that`s the truth.

When I hold on to my thoughts,
I know they seem too strong
And when I hold on to my thoughts
They hurt me cause they`re lots…

And I feel bad, like butter and bread
I feel bad, like butter and bread
So bad, so bad, that`s the truth.

Whoa! I feel bad, wanna lay in my bed, now
I feel bad, wanna lay in my bed.
So bad, so bad, that`s the truth.
So bad, so bad, that`s the truth.
So bad, so bad, that`s the truth.
HEY!!!