Transcribed by:
Briel

Union Maid:
102. 2004-04-21 (439 kb) 1:48

Wooooo

Hey there's your lips
And that's it
That's the most that I can give you
I'll outlive you [in a step? and then...?]
As far as I can throw you
All the life lines that could save you
You went under and I'm over it
I'm over it
Yes I
I'm counting the ways to dance through the door
I swing the hinge without a care
I'm stomping my feet right through the floor
As I stumble out into the air
Without a trace of warning
Well I'm a matchstick for someone else
I craved the dawn with yawning
Making myself sick over my health

Woo'ing