January 29, 2011 by Abode Camp in Everclear

Strawberry


Never been here, never coming back
Never want to think about the things
That happened today
Want to lay down on
the warm ground
I think I’m going to need
A little time to myself

Don’t fall down now
You will never get up
Don’t fall down now

I ask you for a slow ride
Going nowhere
You look like Satan
You ask me if I want to get high
Couple of bags down in old town
You tie your arm and
Ask me if I wanted to drive

Don’t fall down now
You will never get up
Don’t fall down now

Last thing I recall
I was in the air
I woke up on the street
Crawling with my strawberry burns
Ten long years in a straight line
They fall like water
Yes, I guess I fucked up again

Don’t fall down now
You will never get up
Don’t fall down now






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