Chokehold lyrics
Mine field is called the place I'm living in,
Carefully watching each and every step I take. Bright white straight jacket chokes me off My eyes are tired... I... feel the cold steel on my forehead. Like... binding pleasure of being dead. Downward future! I descend... Counterblast! And chokehold til' the end... I'm flushed like the booze I hammer down, Like a piece of trash to be kicked all around. When would be a time for a better day? My cocked 'n' loaded soulmate leads the way
|
||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
.