Текст: Adam Green. Minor Love. Breaking Locks.

When I checked in to that hotel,
I couldn?t keep from making or living hell.
I took of my jury and went to a movie.
Then I try to call you,
cause something confused me.
I went for a walk to find some block,
with the blinders eyes.
I?m a miserable mock.

Breaking Locks and getting shocked,
no one should ever hold me up.
Argument to arvo,
to ever be fruitful,
to ever be nice.

When I took off my winters clothes,
my body look like 40 or 50 crowds.
Alone in my mansions,
I had to comment you.
I was just keeping your congeal sandwort and now I?m like this.
A bear chester go with this cigerette.
I and this lassie bell drowl.

Breaking Locks and getting shocked,
no one should ever hold me up.
Argument to arvo,
to ever be fruitful,
to ever be nice.

(Thanks to Maurice Niks for these lyrics)