Up Against A Fault Lyrics
Blueline Medic Up Against A Fault
no call this morning
and no sleep at all
im not getting any answers searching through telephones
all absence, take form high score in a king size dorn
breaking still, despite the holding on
someone tell me what, what am i doing wrong
clothes i can throw away
hair i can cut, strip, or stain
moods that promise to turn right corners and get out of my own way
and no sleep at all
im not getting any answers searching through telephones
all absence, take form high score in a king size dorn
breaking still, despite the holding on
someone tell me what, what am i doing wrong
clothes i can throw away
hair i can cut, strip, or stain
moods that promise to turn right corners and get out of my own way
