Daisy Chain
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โฑ๏ธ 2:39 duration
๐ ID: 4228735
๐ Lyrics
Tried cocaine for the first time today
Now I know why the junkies smile
It coddled me tight like a new born child
And told me everything would be alright
Hope you're a drunken sailor with a wondering soul and you never find love at all
You make time like a broken clock
Hangin on a fucked up abandoned hotel yellow cigarette stained wall
Found himself a home in some dead mans clothes now he's goin by another name
His nose is bleeding like a hooker in heat and a mind like a daisy chain
I hope that you get what you deserve
Though I know that it won't be much
You can plead for another disease
With the colored girls singin their martyrs song sittin howling from the back of the bus
Back on track with his hair slicked back and a gun hangin out of his pants
He didn't cry when his mama died
No he took it like a man
You can take whats coming to you
Or you could try to place the blame
But I'm sorry to say when it all fades away
Youll be 23 coked up sitting in a motel thinkin bout the good old days
Found himself a home in some dead mans clothes now he's goin by another name
His nose is bleeding like a hooker in heat got a mind like a daisy chain
Now I know why the junkies smile
It coddled me tight like a new born child
And told me everything would be alright
Hope you're a drunken sailor with a wondering soul and you never find love at all
You make time like a broken clock
Hangin on a fucked up abandoned hotel yellow cigarette stained wall
Found himself a home in some dead mans clothes now he's goin by another name
His nose is bleeding like a hooker in heat and a mind like a daisy chain
I hope that you get what you deserve
Though I know that it won't be much
You can plead for another disease
With the colored girls singin their martyrs song sittin howling from the back of the bus
Back on track with his hair slicked back and a gun hangin out of his pants
He didn't cry when his mama died
No he took it like a man
You can take whats coming to you
Or you could try to place the blame
But I'm sorry to say when it all fades away
Youll be 23 coked up sitting in a motel thinkin bout the good old days
Found himself a home in some dead mans clothes now he's goin by another name
His nose is bleeding like a hooker in heat got a mind like a daisy chain