Nocturnal Blues
Rusty old hands
Blood fills the sky
You're all my friends
Trust my disguise
I live in bars
You tread thin ice
They locked you in
Sewed up your eyes
I wore your clothes
I took your pills
I lived alone, it was a thrill
You led me in down in this shoe
Now there is nothing left for me to do
You'll come crashing down on me
You'll come crashing down on me
You'll come crashing down on me
You'll come crashing down on me
On me
On me
On me
Blood fills the sky
You're all my friends
Trust my disguise
I live in bars
You tread thin ice
They locked you in
Sewed up your eyes
I wore your clothes
I took your pills
I lived alone, it was a thrill
You led me in down in this shoe
Now there is nothing left for me to do
You'll come crashing down on me
You'll come crashing down on me
You'll come crashing down on me
You'll come crashing down on me
On me
On me
On me
Credits
Writer(s): Aaron Powell
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