Iron Spi (Sp1r0s)
I'm tired of the dirty skirts of Athens
I'm tired of begging display, so
The drama in replay to see with compassion
Do I have you in my bed with you and coupons, so
I'm sick of dreams in wonderland
The equipment that empties garbage piles, so
The cloud in choked and want to break
The mouth did not open that you never talk to, yes
Fortunately, the Patrice vindicated
In restaurants, squares, and vacant lot
Fortunately no love lost
Thankfully there Prostitutes
I'm tired of seeing the robber with the saw
around the triumph of making the living room, so
And dread than fear me I've downloaded
to be there that left me but to me I've lost, so
I'm sick of the omniscient your computer
Debt left by my ex-lover you, yeah
I'm sick of them up, tired of the bottom
The leaking my pride that reached the bottom, so
Fortunately, the Patrice vindicated
In restaurants, squares, and vacant lot
Fortunately no love lost
Thankfully there Prostitutes