كلمات Singles And Doubles

Singles and doubles Trick or treat What do you want now You're out of reach? I was a bullet with your name on, fired the wrong way Your call of pathos on the eve of war I was dead on the outbreak True love's insecurities I'm still in my slow head jealousy If that's all wishful thinking That must be it for me I've got all I want this time I don't need you Now that I'm clean No longer weak I'll fall and rise And I'll survive the highs and lows And the times that go in-between Singles and doubles Tight as a fist Throw molotov cocktails with a slick haemorrhage Semi naked on aggravation Over exposure and deprivation I'm out there in empty space I used to sit not stand on your face Leftovers, so disfigured Your stick of love But it's not gonna beat me