Rotten Bars With Decay In The Air

And There's Shit In The Middle

Suffocated By Doors And Walls

But I Still Don't Get The Riddle

Staring In The Corner Of Your Room

Waiting For The Moment To Make Your Move



Should I Call This Home?

I Guess I'll Call This Home

Should I Call This Home?

I Guess I'll Never Know



Rotten Bars With A Scent Of Disgrace

Intoxication Is On Her Mind

It's What You Take But Not What You Give

Isn't This What I Say All The Time?