Long day lay me low, lay me low. . Head burning drunk. I don't need none. That's right, man, I'm fine. But what I've got to know. Is have I wasted time?.
The 1800's, before the inception. Of modern day ideals. Fake grip of appeals. . Straight to the street run, no barroom virgin. Double vision, cocaine.
Pray to someone. I'm going out of my head. Dislocate. Stay safe in your unmade bed. . Lysergik funeral procession. . The world is watched. Straight from your TV sets.
Pray to someone. I'm going out of my head. Dislocate. Stay safe in your unmade bed. . Lysergik funeral procession. . The world is watched. Straight from your TV sets.
This is what called losing all. . My brain distorts the pleasure. No facts behind my eyes. This pain, I've come to treasure. Being down has become my life.
I've come so close, it's almost hard to believe. When you're up close, it blinds you brilliantly. Just one rush can change your life forever. Just one push can end it all together.
Lords, can it be mistakes?. Throughout the constant vows. Of the lost and gone, blind and wrong. . Inside a faith without a home. A fire that is cold.
In the mornin' it takes me quite a while to clear my head. And as the day moves on. I find it hard to smile at somethin' said. . So I took control priority number one and that's me.
Slow time. Deaf to all the hearings. Blinded to the seeings. Nothing's so revealing. . Some day I might leave here. I'll get what's comin' to me one day.
You can't fool the fool. 'Cause I know it in my head. (You say). I just want the people. To get some before they're dead. (What a beautiful thinking?).