Holloway Road

Fucked up on Holloway road
Red wine and broken bones
That kid won't make it back home
Smashed glass and blood on his clothes
Fucked up on Holloway road
Fucked up on Holloway road
Fucked up on Holloway road

Look in his eye, says he's gonna fight me
Face tattoos, psycho, think he might be
Never back down, fuck that, he'll probably knife me
Look in his eye says, he's gonna kill me

Fucked up waster screams for one more
Pick her up off the dirty floor
Call a cab, kick her out the front door
No sympathy for alcohol
Fucked up on Holloway road
Fucked up on Holloway road
Fucked up on Holloway road

Cigarette smoke, a dark sweaty back room
Carpet on the walls, graffiti in the bathroom
Love this place, drunk in Big Red after
Long way home, fuck I'm really plastered

Fucked up on Holloway road
Red wine and broken bones
That kid won't make it back home
Smashed glass and blood on his clothes
Fucked up on Holloway road
Fucked up on Holloway
Fucked up waster screams for one more
Pick her up off the dirty floor
Call a cab, kick her out the front door
No sympathy for alcohol
Fucked up on Holloway road
Fucked up on Holloway road
Fucked up on Holloway road
Fucked up on Holloway road
Fucked up on Holloway road
Fucked up on Holloway road
Fucked up on Holloway road
Fucked up on Holloway road



Credits
Writer(s): Björn Nyberg, Jonathan Cohen, Ola Grönqvist, Sam Browne
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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