Correction Paroles Thoughts (Live) par A. G. Cook

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Drivin' 'round in Hollywood, I can only think 'bout you
Everlasting pain and it weighs on my body, it's you
Did I lose it all? Did I f**k it up?
Are my friends really friends now or are they far gone?
On the drugs at a bar, took 'em all
Can't stop thinking 'bout you

F**ked up, I just wanna break gla**
Phone calls, I just wanna talk back
Yeah, big att**ude, just like a big stack
Braindead for days, am I gonna relapse? Yeah

I don't wanna talk
I don't wanna smile, no, no
Got a couple problems
I don't wanna compromise, no, no (Yeah)

I'm drivin' 'round in Hollywood
I can only think 'bout you, you (Think 'bout, think 'bout)
Everlasting pain and it weighs on my brain, like you
Did I lose it all? Did I f**k it up?
Are my friends really friends now or are they far gone?
On the drugs at a bar, took 'em all
Can't stop thinking 'bout you
Don't stop, I just wanna go fast
No sleep, I don't wanna relax
10 planes in five days, I been 'round the world and back again
Man I feel insane, I'm numb, can't stop the pain, no

I don't wanna talk
I don't wanna smile, no, no
Got a couple problems
I don't wanna compromise, no, no

Drivin' 'round in Hollywood, I can only think 'bout you
Everlasting pain and it weighs on my body, it's you
Did I f**k it up?
Are my friends really friends now? Are they all far gone? (Yeah)
On the drugs at a bar, took 'em all
Can't stop thinking 'bout you

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