We have a lot of good times brother I've known you all my life Mixing blood and drugs and women In your journey to the endless night
I've watched you kill what she's been given You sold your vision for a glimpse of Heaven
Once she were a thief of fire Now you're just a junkie liar What you gonna cop When the bomb drops?
There's been a million people brother Just like you before Think you're beyond good and evil You can't even find the door
Painting pictures on your wall In junkie blood Hey man, ain't that cool? It's so beautiful
Once you were a thief of fire Now you're just a junkie liar What you gonna cop When the bomb drops?
Ain't no medicine can cure you Ain't no woman you can love Only death can make you painless Only death can make you come
Junkie Jesus on the cross You beg for scraps like a mongrel dog Soul suicide
Once you were a thief of fire Now you're just a junkie liar What you gonna cop When the bomb drops?
You shot the bullets from your gun You're going down like a setting sun You shot the bullets from your gun You're going down like a setting sun
You shot the bullets from your gun You're going down like a setting sun You shot the bullets from your gun You're going down like a setting sun
You shot the bullets from your gun You're going down like a setting winter sunTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
