Text: Sunday Drivers (The). Little Heart Attacks. I Ain't Down.

You're going
To say you're not blame
You just care about yourself
You just
Just always got away.
I ain't down
I ain't down

Bet on
Another don't be wrong
Or you'll be lost, yeah, you'll be lost.
No, I
Don't want to be a load.
I ain't down
I ain't down

This creak's
The creaking of my teeth
There's nothing clean inside of me
Crawl, crawl
And don't know where to fall
But I ain't down
I ain't down
I'm in a hurry to be fortunate and it seems it's late
Take no notice of a word I say and will get succes