Not a Drop Left of Seratonin in New York City and it’s All My Fault lyrics
by Dean Blunt
Now you've got yourself together
Now you're really gonna win
If [?] we're still breathing
Now you're really gonna win
I [?]
Have you really gone away
[?]
The white man, I say to you over and over again
The white man, I say to you over and over again
The white man, I say to you over and over again
The white man, I say to you over and over again