Testo Gimme Death - Trash Talk

Gimme Death

I’m feeling weak in the knees…
And every day of the week
Is silent and gray
And it’s always the same
I thought I was important I thought I had worth
I used to think the world needed me
Until I needed the world
Gimme gimme gimme shelter
I need to rest my soul
Sinking feeling, rocks in my pockets
Feet searching for the undertow
Gimme gimme gimme comfortably numb
Eyes burning on the interstate
Gimme drugs gimme booze gimme dazed and confused
Or give me death
Facedown in the gutter
I’ve got my ear to the street
Revolving door of monochrome
Life passes by in shades of concrete
I thought I was important I thought I had worth
I used to think the world needed me
Until I needed the world
Gimme gimme gimme shelter
I need to rest my soul
Sinking feeling, rocks in my pockets
Feet searching for the undertow
Gimme gimme gimme comfortably numb
Eyes burning on the interstate
Gimme drugs gimme booze gimme dazed and confused
Or give me death
Gimme death