Оригинален текст
Maybe better you than me
Youre much weaker, youre more clumsy
When I forfeit my patience to you
So maybe youve had too much wine
Piggys flushed up ankles swell up as my lady works the room
Your sideburns always smell like sex
Little sister, your big brother, the fk wont be smothering you
Or calling to his friends back east
Oh my hostess, oh my pick up, oh my dreadful my white slave
Let them die while some decent music plays
With my s**t shoe stumbles thats me dirty nails and awful thoughts
Ill use the words used up on commercials
Like such sharp boys like to write songs, music and quick lines
This feeling I cant confine that to a rhyme
But maybe I can when I see you on the other side
See you on the other side where we would be released
Id sell out everything if I could find such peace
See you on the other side where we would be released
Id sell out everyone if I could find such peace
I will be free