Local Dealer

I still remember
The day,
I was walking home,
in the rain
And then i saw them,
On the hill
They were high on magic pills,
And then i ran as fast
as my legs would carry me!
I should be finished,
I should be dead,
cause there is a
ransom on my head,
but i was stung by the
local dealer instead
(whisilting)
I remember,
I was sleeping,
I heard a footsteps,
A coming creepin
I saw shadows,
On the camp bus,
They were high
on barbaric madness
And then i ran as fast,
as my legs would carry me!
I should be finished,
I should be dead,
cause there is a
ransom on my head,
but i was stung by the
local dealer instead



Credits
Writer(s): Adam Shaw, Ben Atha, Will Rogers
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