Testo di Sweetface

Drink, to your death, to your death Well, I'll be impressed And smoke, till you die, till you die I'll be there watching And crash, your fancy car, your fancy car I hope the pavement stops your heart And what, did you think, did you think Tell me, what were you thinking Now look, at this mess, at this mess Well I'm so impressed And slip, from this world, from this world You'll be sincerely missed But not by me, no not by me, no not by me I don't mind, I don't mind No not by me, no not by me, no not by me I don't mind, I don't mind So drink, to your death, to your death Well i'll be impressed And smoke, till you die, till you die I'll be there watching And crash, your fuckign car, your fucking car I hope the pavement stops your heart