歌词
My friends swear I keep passing on bad luck
Kept those words out my mouth, they're just bad luck
Centipede, not a world left to see
To believe, such a shame it's not free
But rest assured, a payoff is next to none, rest assured
Send me links I'm trying to know no one
All the gods that I've found none for me
None for me
Centipede, to a certain degree
I believe, in the corniest things
To think I did, artist starts fading out
Down it goes
It's a bad break, you call out my name
It's a poor sap, you could've saved me
And never (inaudible), my name