i admit it... what's to say
i relive it... without pain
backstreet lover on the side of the road
i got a bomb in my temple that is gonna explode
i got a sixteen gauge buried under my clothes
i pray...
once upon a time i could control myself
once upon a time i could lose myself
oh try and mimic what's insane...
i am in it... where do i stand?
indian summer and hate the heat
i got a backstreet lover on the passenger seat
i got my hand in my pocket, so determined, discreet...
i pray...
once upon a time i could control myself
once upon a time i could lose myself
(you think i got my eyes closed but i'm lookin' at you the whole fuckin'time...)
once upon a time i could control myself
once upon a time i could lose myself
once upon a time i could love myself
once upon a time i could love you
once...
once...
once...
once...
once...