Stuck in a hole
I'm trapped in a haze
I've been locked up for three or four days
Word a whisper why I shoulda asked when
I never thought I'd see you again
Belt around my neck
Five notches too tight
Been walkin this road three years to this night
It took a lot of time but I don't have a home
I can't find a bed here now let alone a throne 'cause...
Midas won't touch me with a ten foot pole
My cause has been lost since I sold my soul
Tonic and gin who lives without sin?
When the warm wind blows I'll take off my skin
Up
And away
I
Just can't stay
I'll
Slip away
Before
You die today
Jun 24, 2013
Jun 24, 2013 at 11:19 PM UTC
Stuck in a hole
I'm trapped in a haze
I've been locked up for three or four days
Word a whisper why I shoulda asked when
I never thought I'd see you again
Belt around my neck
Five notches too tight
Been walkin this road three years to this night
It took a lot of time but I don't have a home
I can't find a bed here now let alone a throne 'cause...
Midas won't touch me with a ten foot pole
My cause has been lost since I sold my soul
Tonic and gin who lives without sin?
When the warm wind blows I'll take off my skin
Up
And away
I
Just can't stay
I'll
Slip away
Before
You die today
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