The Taste of Ink
The Used“It’s four o’ clock in the fucking morning,
Each day gets more and more like the last day”
The Taste of Ink - The Used
Smother Me
The UsedLet me be the one who calls you baby all the time
Surely you can take some comfort knowing that you’re mine
Just hold me tight, lay by my side and let me be the one who calls you baby all the time