Letras:Inxs. Full Moon, Dirty Hearts. Days of Rust.

Dirty money washed rich
Suck me honey, it's a cinch
Use your delusions to get ahead
I'm not faking a single breath

You say these days are made of rust
Counted out, counted out in loss
I've got plans to prove them wrong

I got manners like a comedy
To push too hard, baby
It's a thin veneer

You say these days are made of rust
Counted out, counted out in loss
I've got plans to prove them wrong

Got the new deal, it's like a wish
See me wanting all of this
Use my delusions to get ahead
I'm not faking a single breath

You say these days are made of rust
Counted out, counted out in loss
I've got plans to prove them wrong

You say these days are made of rust
Counted out, counted out in loss
I've got plans to prove them wrong

You say these days are made of rust
Counted out, counted out in loss
I've got plans to prove them wrong