Mister And Mississippi - Nocturnal
I'm numb in my head
And my eyes they look red
I smell of smoke
Got stains on my shirt
I'm filled with sadness
A slave to my madness
It seems that the drugs just don't work
Wave after wave
Cradle to Grave
And I hold all the cards but old habits die hard
A stranger to these feelings I feel
This addiction I crave
Slip sliding away
Afraid when it all becomes real
Wave after wave
Cradle to Grave
Refuse to accept
To come down with regret
Afraid when it all becomes real
And you turn your head
There is no coming back
Trapped in what I think is real
And my eyes they look red
I smell of smoke
Got stains on my shirt
I'm filled with sadness
A slave to my madness
It seems that the drugs just don't work
Wave after wave
Cradle to Grave
And I hold all the cards but old habits die hard
A stranger to these feelings I feel
This addiction I crave
Slip sliding away
Afraid when it all becomes real
Wave after wave
Cradle to Grave
Refuse to accept
To come down with regret
Afraid when it all becomes real
And you turn your head
There is no coming back
Trapped in what I think is real
I'm numb in my head
And my eyes they look red
I smell of smoke
Got stains on my shirt
I'm filled with sadness
A slave to my madness
It seems that the drugs just don't work
Wave after wave
Cradle to Grave
And I hold all the cards but old habits die hard
A stranger to these feelings I feel
This addiction I crave
Slip sliding away
Afraid when it all becomes real
Wave after wave
Cradle to Grave
Refuse to accept
To come down with regret
Afraid when it all becomes real
And you turn your head
There is no coming back
Trapped in what I think is real
And my eyes they look red
I smell of smoke
Got stains on my shirt
I'm filled with sadness
A slave to my madness
It seems that the drugs just don't work
Wave after wave
Cradle to Grave
And I hold all the cards but old habits die hard
A stranger to these feelings I feel
This addiction I crave
Slip sliding away
Afraid when it all becomes real
Wave after wave
Cradle to Grave
Refuse to accept
To come down with regret
Afraid when it all becomes real
And you turn your head
There is no coming back
Trapped in what I think is real
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