NO GLAMOUR

WHEN YOUR BRAIN IS ON THE EDGE
AND ALL GIRLS ARE BLESSED
IT'S TIME TO RESET ALONE
BEFORE YOUR LIGHTER RUN OUT OF
GAS... GAS... GAS.... GAS....

THERE'S NO GLAMOUR
FORGET THE DRUGS
UNTIL THE NIGHT RESTARTS

THERE'S NO GLAMOUR
SMELL THE AIR
OF AN OLD CHILDED DEATH


TOO MANY PLACES ARE SAYING THE SAME
STRANGE HOME COVERS YOU
HEY PEOPLE, I WON'T REPEAT AGAIN
BECAUSE I THINK I'VE LOST MY FUCKIN'
SENSE... SENSE.. SENSE... SENSE...

THERE'S NO GLAMOUR
FORGET THE DRUGS
UNTIL THE NIGHT RESTARTS

THERE'S NO GLAMOUR
SMELL THE AIR
OF AN OLD CHILDED DEATH



THERE'S NO GLAMOUR..!!
FUCK OFF!