Nerve Gas - 3 Colours Red

作词：Chris Mccormack/Pete Vuckovic

作曲：Chris Mccormack/Pete Vuckovic

How could I let you get so attached

Before I knew you you had us matched

A broken quartet plays your heartstrings

You're out of tune with everything

Nerve gas nerve gas no class

I get asphyxiated

Funny how fast you faded

Nerve gas

It's cold in the kitchen my nicotine tongue

Is dry and sarcastic and blacker than lungs

You're flipping the tripswitch

And sucking your thumb

And parking your thick head where it don't belong

Nerve gas nerve gas no class

Nerve gas nerve gas no class

I get asphyxiated

Funny how fast you faded

Nerve gas

It's cold in the kitchen my nicotine tongue

Is dry and sarcastic and blacker than lungs

You're flipping the tripswitch

And sucking your thumb

And parking your thick head where it don't belong

Nerve gas nerve gas no class

Nerve gas nerve gas no class

I get asphyxiated

Funny how fast you faded

I get asphyxiated

Funny how fast you faded

Nerve gas