Say Your Number - Volbeat

It makes me feel like I’m going crazy

And suddenly you don’t think good of me Constant volume

Buy the lady a drink my friend

Spread out the night stand spirit team

Now listen here

The mark to greet the masquerade is here

Violating lovers for their aim

And plead for something more

The cannot see

It makes no different kind of sense

That helps me to forget

Say 81, the cure for the seventeen kills

Mind escaping

It brings them through the dead

So sorry to be It makes them feel like going crazy

For they maim the way you see them think

Remember your life before they take you in Dressed up in white and gone on pills

Now listen nurse

The bottle is empty and I’m feeling worse

What’s the time and let me see

The light of day

The night stand spirit team is near

You too are welcome, take a face/mask

Here’s what she said to me Tray 81, the cure for the seventeen kills

Mind escaping

It brings you through the day

So sorry to be.

Like a shark who is seeking for it’s trade

He sit there dreaming of a woman’s scent

What is left is in front of his hand

Tray 81, the cure…