Cane White & the Culprits - Which Way Is Home

Isla

Hard truth is I help myself to
A rolled up joint every once in a while
I can't help but find disaster
With an indulgent state of mind
Leave bullets on the night stand
Cause sometimes I can't sleep at night
Paranoia of uncertain providence
Livin' in this fucked up way of life

Isla help me
Cause I need saving
From these blues dreams
Isla help me

Pushin' white down south to Houston
To pretty girls that stay up all night
If the feds figure out about me
I may not meet my Snow White
Isla I won't charge you for an eight-ball
If you give me the time of day
I need affection more than ever
This ain't how I want to stay

Isla help me
Cause I need saving
From these blues dreams
Isla help me

Isla help me
Cause I need saving
From these blues dreams
Isla help me
Yea

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Writer(s): Cane White
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