Текст песни «Count To Four - Bottles And Books»

Well you got a bottle baby and I got a book
And Ill be marking the minutes that made the hours it took
For me to find a way
To break the page
And find the words I felt that I need to say
A mile a minute I made the effort to talk
About a boy whos a beast but hits the beau with a balk
And now Im stuck on my tongue
Thats spits the words out quick
I take a breath in my lung
That leaves me lacking in wit

Well you got a bottle baby and I got a book
I put my foot on the gas but I think the engine just shook
Another hundred miles gone
Another lyric for this song
Dont ever walk away from me
Dont let this fiction stay between
I swear I can change things
I swear I can change things

Dont bother me
About my week
And all the things that you say
Yeah youre a fucking mistake
And Ill be doing just fine
Cause Ill be living my life
But I just dont want to die
On the New Jersey Turnpike

The smoke is burning through my lungs
Pushed to my face from off their tongue
Id leave but it just goes to show
That Ive got nowhere else to go

Dont bother me
About my week
And all the things that you say
Yeah youre a fucking mistake
And Ill be doing just fine
Cause Ill be living my life
But I just dont want to die
On the New Jersey Turnpike