Letra de Anti Everything

Anti everything (live in Richard Rogers' doorways) I care nothing (lives at the bottom of your strung-out conscience) Except mescalin (take the day off, it's cheap for cider) I pay for sex in sleeping bags I smell you on me Phased out of your life You're no different from me I tell you anti-everything (love him and hate him both at the same time) I care nothing (lives at the bottom of your strung-out conscience) Except mescalin (take the day off, it's cheap for cider) Find a place where you can rest Your sleepy head and won't get pissed with me Find a place where you can rest Your sleepy head and won't get pissed with me