Letra de Curb Feelers
Every day starts off the same I wake up looking for my brain It's not at the beach It's not in my bed The panic sets in that I might be deadSomeone call 9-1-1Mirror mirror on the wall Will I pass out in the bathroom stall? I write the songs that no one sings You got no idea of the pressure that bringsSomeone call LA TimesRebel Becomes Routine And now you're Dyin' Like the punk sceneSo who's the lucky one tonight? Don't know what I want But I know what I likeSomeone call ElviraRebel becomes routine And now you're dyin' like the punk scene1, 2, 3, 4Someone call 911 Rebel becomes routine And now you're dyin' like the punk scene And now you're dyin' like the punk scene