Until The Time It's Over کے بول

everybody's happy once in a while this seems for real until the time it's over forget, taking those pills they won't change, the nature of our nature life's a bitch and he won't have you telling her where she will take you times a line they draw* to hold us to the thought the grave will hold us makeshift, memories fill our minds with worms, that eat the wide eye lenses beauty, it needs to be ill in order to feel the pain that rests beside it life's a bitch and she won't have you telling him where she will take you times a line they draw* to hold us to the thought the grave will hold us