Rotten Bars

Rotten bars with decay in the air

and there's shit in the middle

suffocated by doors and walls

but I still don't get the riddle

staring in the corner of your room

waiting for the moment to make your move



should I call this home?

I guess I'll call this home

Should I call this home?

I guess I'll never know



Rotten bars with a scent of disgrace

Intoxication is on her mind

It's what you take but not what you give

Isn't this what I say all the time?