Текст песни: Panic! At The Disco - "Nails for Breakfast, Tacks for Snacks"
Watch your mouth, because your speech is slurred enough That you just might swallow your tongue. I'm sure you'd want to give up the ghost With just a little more poise than that Or was it god who chokes in these situations? Running late? Oh no, he called in. Or was it god who chokes in these situations? Running late? Oh no, he called in. The hospice is a relaxing weekend getaway Where you're a cut above all the rest sick and sad patient On first name basis with all the top physicians Prescribe pills to offset the shakes To offset the pills you know you should Take it a day at a time That's when you stutter something profound to the support on the line And with the way you've been talking Every word gets you a step closer to hell That's when you stutter something profound to the support on the line And with the way you've been talking Every word gets you a step closer to hell Prescribe pills to offset the shakes To offset the pills you know you should Take it a day at a time Prescribe pills to offset the shakes To offset the pills you know you should Take it a day at a time I am alone in this bed, house, and head. She never fixes this but at least she I am alone in this bed. She never fixes this but at least she Prescribe pills to offset the shakes To offset the pills you know you should Take it a day at a time Prescribe pills to offset the shakes To offset the pills you know you should Take it a day at a time The hospice is a relaxing weekend getaway Where you're a cut above all the rest sick and sad patient On first name basis with all the top physicians