Bikeage - Descendents

Running out of time again

Where did you go wrong this time

When your problems overwhelm you

Go get drunk, it’s party time

Take a Quaalude, relax your mind

Relax your body too

Run from your problems but you’ll never get away

No one loves you, and you wonder why

Sitting there with your mouth full of beer

Your eyes are glazed, your face is red

Who’s gonna pick you up and use you for tonight

When you’re on the streets with a needle in your arm

Selling your body for another fix

Who’s gonna pick you up and take you home with them tonight

You’re running out of breath again

You’re no old maid, you’re only 15

You’re losing your little girl’s charm

Cry all night, you’ll never get it back

Don’t be afraid, it’s not too late

Save yourself, I need you here

Wearing off, wearing out

I can’t think about it cause it makes me sick

Sitting there with your mouth full of beer

Your eyes are glazed, your face is red

Who’s gonna pick you up and use you for tonight

Not me, not me

When you’re on the streets with a needle in your arm

Selling your body for another fix

Who’s gonna pick you up and take you home with them tonight

Not me, not me