The Black Halos
The Black Halos - Tracks songtekst
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You had tragic 8-ball eyes But you laughed at your demise Like it was a joke All goosed up, suburban trash Your arms are tied, you're failing fast You couldn't let go Let's go get some Chinese Rocks Chatterbox you squawk a lot You'd better get off the phone It's a Sad Vacation without you You hurt me baby but I love you All by myself, I'm so alone Too much way too soon The Junkie Business you do You made damn sure you were Born to Lose [Chorus:] Tracks are all you left for me After you O.D.'d I can't put my arms around your memory After you oh...after you O.D.'d Like a Subway Train with a One Track Mind Goin' Steady Downtown Pipeline You'd better Go Back To Go In Cold Blood, Dead Or Alive JeyBoy you don't seem so high Ask Me No Questions, I'll tell you no lies Let's go get some Chinese Rocks Yeah Chatterbox you talked that talk But there ain't nobody home It's a Sad Vacation, yeah it's true You Hurt Me Johnny but I Love You But you just screamed 'Leave Me Alone' Too Much way Too Soon All the Voodoo You Do You made damned sure you were Born To Lose [Rep't Chorus] You O.D.'d Yeah you O.D.'d Down in New Orleans You fucking died junkie!