Tekstovi: Fastball. Painting The Corners: The Best Of Fastball. Slow Drag.

Slow drag off a cigarette
Slow drag and I'm lying in my bed
All the world is sleeping like a baby, tonight
I wanna lay you down in the ground, alright

Slow drag and I can't get up now
Slow drag, you've been messing with my mind
And all the world is sleeping like a baby tonight
I wanna see you dead, laying in the muddy ground

You're nothing to me, you're nothing to me
You're nothing to me, no more
You're nothing to me, nothing to me
Nothing to me, no more

And all the world is sleeping like a baby, tonight
I wanna see you dead, laying in the muddy ground

You're nothing to me, you're nothing to me
You're nothing to me, no more
You're nothing to me, nothing to me
Nothing to me, no more

Hey, you're nothing to me, you're nothing to me
Nothing to me, no more, no more, oh
No more