I use to get stoned on my sisters record collection. Gold and platinum on vinyl was the closest thing to perfection. Rock & roll, acoustic guitar. Not even comfortable with who you are.
Atlantic City I was busted. And the wind was bitter cold. Well, I never quite adjusted. Never do, so, I suppose. The odds were in my favor. Going home a millionaire.
Smokin' cigarettes got a hold of me. Long about the summer of 1993. Rushin' in just like a fool. Used to be my golden rule. Long before I graduated school.
Smokin' cigarettes got a hold of me. Long about the summer of 1993. Rushin' in just like a fool. Used to be my golden rule. Long before I graduated school.
When you think you're doing good. It all comes tumbling down. When you think you'e beat it all. It crashes to the ground. When you gonna come around. Maybe someday.