Tekstovi: Fear. Getting The Brush.

Getting the brush
Getting the brush

Life seems so futile

Getting the brush
Getting the brush

I call my baby
But she never picks up the phone
You know what I mean?
She just lets me down
Standing all alone

Getting the brush
Getting the brush

You can do anything
But I can't stand
To be ignored anymore

Getting the brush
Getting the brush

Getting the brush
Getting the brush