Songtext:
I've grown sick Bonn Internetagentur I've gotten older I finally have an audience to ignore I can yell all i want But you still can't hear me I'm punching myself out Holding in my breath I can take this lightly Throwing up the words that i said to you I always do what i'm not supposed to Here's to us fools That have no meaning I tip my glass to you Let's toast the night away to friends And forget about tomorrow I might say things you don't want to hear But someday you might care and i won't be there No i won't be there here's to us fools That have no meaning I tip my glass to you Let's toast the night away to friends And forget about tomorrow I'm punching myself out Holding in my breath I can yell all i want Throwing up the words that i said to you I always do what i'm not supposed to Here's to us fools that have no meaning I tip my glass to you Let's toast the night away to friends And forget about tomorrow.
