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Anno: 1999

Gruppo: BOUND FOR GLORY

Testo e musica: Jean Pax Mefret |

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• Lettera B

You wake up in the morning
and get out of bed
Not remembering the night before
with an aching in your head
You were snorting white lines
before all went blank
You've been up for days
high on your crank
When I look at you
I see you're trapped in a maze
Living in another world
living in a haze
Just a waste of flesh
wracked with disease
Will you get back to your feet
or spend life on your knees?
[chorus]
Your arms are filled with tracks
Boy, you're better off dead
It's time for you to face the fact
Boy, you're better off dead
You'd sell your mother for a fix
Boy, you're better off dead
The grave beckons for the sick
Boy, you're better off dead
It's just another day
of another month
This time you wake up in the street
Your sweat is cold, your skin is pale
You are looking very weak
Your throat is parched
Your stomach in pain
With no place to go
and not a penny to your name
Was it really worth it?
That needle you shared?
Could it be infected?
Or don't you really care?
[chorus]
You're the walking dead
Another lost soul
Another statistic, yet another toll
You're coming to an end
searching for that high
No one cares as another junkie dies