Texty:
No Fun At All Ep S Going Steady

Got the time when the sun goes up We'll drink until we drop My love for hundred brews That soothes, the foot's been dropped Not enough for the men on

can't go far I can't go far Summer in the city, I'm turning around Word's been said, I can't go far Winter in the city, I'm spinning around, word's

talking to myself, talking to myself, I'm talking to myself Calling for an hour, things are going sour Dying everyday cause I lost the power Looking for the man who's

Setting the tone, hoping to reach what I aimed for Trying so hard to figure out what I came for But it really don't matter, speaking nowhere and something

This and that they must be the same Why it's legal when it's just what's real What I'm given to understand Is exactly what I steal I warmed my way into

I was so wasted [x2] I was a hippie I was a burnout I was a dropout Do you know what's on in my head, I was a surfer I had a skateboard I was so hidden

see It's the way that you wanna be Wake you up and I put you out It's like a ritual to me But every time I'm losing you I'm going out of my, every time

out and life's become a real bad joke I remember why you left to make a brand new start The timing always was the worst and consideration my strong suit After all