Sodastream - Fitzroy strongman

Feeling slim feeling old cause these words i haven't sold set it out say it clean and these bitter bitter leaves are blowing in bringing down this pretty useless town it's a useless town don't want to try don't want to listen now i'd like to change you i'd like to change you but lift you higher cause there's no higher ground there's too much trouble here i wish these days would leave this town and I have brittle bones i wear my shallow grin and spread my wickedness around quarter leg a quart of mace is a measure of my taste a taste of sin a taste of ill and these bitter bitter pills are flowing in this is all these relations on my wall they're on my floor don't want to turn don't want to turn on you i'd like to break him i'd like to break him but treat his bride but there's no higher ground there's too much trouble here i wish these days would leave this town and i have brittle bones i wear my shallow grin and spread my wickedness around