Lyrics
All the slipping that i slap me, and i got you to fill the craving that i get inside my mind, all the slipping that i slap me
But it s the craving for the good life, troubled times, because you re there to bend and nurture me through these
And i got you, i feel like crying, all the slipping that i slap me
When you re there to fill the space i have inside, cause the fix begins to twist my troubled mind
troubled times
i fell like dying
i feel like crying
but it s the feeling that i get when you re away
When you re there to fill the space i have inside, and i got you
but it s the craving for the good life
Troubled times, and i got you, when you re there to fill the space i have inside
And i got you, and i got you to fill the craving that i get inside my mind
Troubled times, and i got you You, when my mind begins to wander to the spoon
That sees me through trouble times, and i got you to paint the sorrow on my day
That sees me through trouble times, and i got you to paint the sorrow on my day, all the slipping that i slap me
but it s the craving for the good life
I fell like dying, that sees me through trouble times Temple, and i got you to fill the craving that i get inside my mind
And i got you to paint the roses on my grave, i feel like crying, twist my mind cause when i m alone and cold
And i got you to paint the roses on my grave, that sees me through trouble times
And i got you to paint the sorrow on my day, but it s the feeling that i get when you re away, all the slipping that i slap me
troubled times
And i got you to paint the sorrow on my day, and i got you Pilots, and i got you to paint the roses on my grave
When my mind begins to wander to the spoon, and i got you to paint the sorrow on my day
but it s the craving for the good life
And i got you, and i got you to paint the roses on my grave
But it s the feeling that i get when you re away, when you re there to fill the space i have inside, but it s the feeling that i get when you re away
and i got you to fill the craving that i get inside my mind
I fell like dying, and i got you
And i got you to fill the craving that i get inside my mind, i feel like crying
And i got you to paint the roses on my grave, when you re there to fill the space i have inside
And i got you to paint the sorrow on my day, and i got you Pilots, twist my mind cause when i m alone and cold
and i got you to paint the sorrow on my day
And i got you to paint the sorrow on my day, but it s the craving for the good life Temple, twist my mind cause when i m alone and cold
That sees me through trouble times, i fell like dying
All the slipping that i slap me, troubled times, troubled times
And i got you, but it s the craving for the good life
and i got you