3 Colours Red
Nerve Gas lyrics
Songwriters: Mccormack, Chris; Vuckovic, Pete
How could I let you get so attached
A broken quartet plays your heartstrings
Before I knew you, you had us matched
Funny how fast you faded
Nerve gas, nerve gas, no class
You're out of tune with everything
Nerve gas...
I get asphyxiated
Its cold in the kitchen my nicotine tongue
Is dry and sarcastic and blacker than lungs
And sucking your thumb
You're flipping the tripswitch
And parking your thick head where it don't belong
Nerve gas, nerve gas, no class
Nerve gas...
Nerve gas, nerve gas, no class
I get asphyxiated
Funny how fast you faded
Its cold in the kitchen my nicotine tongue
And sucking your thumb
Is dry and sarcastic and blacker than lungs
You're flipping the tripswitch
Nerve gas, nerve gas, no class
And parking your thick head where it don't belong
Nerve gas, nerve gas, no class
I get asphyxiated
I get asphyxiated
Funny how fast you faded
Funny how fast you faded
Nerve gas
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