MusicGu.ru

In a police car I feel so very small

I see my lovers face and I watch her teardrops fall

And I try to figure out where Id fallen off the track

I sold my soul to the devil and then I stole it back



Chorus

And in the end, you know a dope fiend aint got no friends

And a junkie is a junkie to the bitter end

Hope to die now, cuz you know Im better off dead

Hey brother, wont you lend me a helpin hand?



I tie myself off, shoot it in my veins

I feel like marlon brando and Ive hid another days pain

Im goin back where its safe, goin back to the womb

I find my mothers comfort, here in a needle and spoon



Chorus

And christmas for a dope fiend aint no fun

Waitin for good times that seem to never come

Goin out now, gonna get myself a gun

Please stop me, dont you know Im on a run?



Arent you tired of the detox and the places in the mind?

Arent you tired of the misery, arent you tired of doin time?

And I try to figure out where Id fallen off the track

You know I sold my soul to the devil and then I stole it back



Chorus

Im a dope fiend, Im a liar, a cheat and a thief

At my funeral, wont you bring me a red rose wreath?

Dress in black now, show everyone your grief

Well, Im gone now, you can all feel relief!

In a police car I feel so very small

I see my lovers face and I watch her teardrops fall

And I try to figure out where Id fallen off the track

I sold my soul to the devil and then I stole it back



Chorus

And in the end, you know a dope fiend aint got no friends

And a junkie is a junkie to the bitter end

Hope to die now, cuz you know Im better off dead

Hey brother, wont you lend me a helpin hand?



I tie myself off, shoot it in my veins

I feel like marlon brando and Ive hid another days pain

Im goin back where its safe, goin back to the womb

I find my mothers comfort, here in a needle and spoon



Chorus

And christmas for a dope fiend aint no fun

Waitin for good times that seem to never come

Goin out now, gonna get myself a gun

Please stop me, dont you know Im on a run?



Arent you tired of the detox and the places in the mind?

Arent you tired of the misery, arent you tired of doin time?

And I try to figure out where Id fallen off the track

You know I sold my soul to the devil and then I stole it back



Chorus

Im a dope fiend, Im a liar, a cheat and a thief

At my funeral, wont you bring me a red rose wreath?

Dress in black now, show everyone your grief

Well, Im gone now, you can all feel relief!

Адрес электронной почты		example@domain.ru
Код заказа		999-999
Нажмите после заполнения
Пожалуйста, вводите корректный адрес электронной почты, так как на этот адрес будет отправлена дополнительная ссылка на загрузку выбранной Вами песни. Если был указан неправильный адрес электронной почты, вы можете его исправить. Для исправления адреса электронной почты отправьте электронно письмо в службу поддержки (support@musicgu.ru). В письме укажите полученный Вами код и корректный адрес электронной почты. Отправляя сообщение на один из предоставленных номеров Вы подтверждаете свое согласие с Правилами использования сайта и Пользовательским соглашением.