Из альбома: Gramahawk
Never thought that, never thought I’d have it so good
Never thought that, never thought I’d have it so good
I’m a loner, I’m a lonely man on the block
Talking to you, talking to you like you’ll respond
Army jacket, cut off sleeves to show off my tats
I’m in heaven, angels pray around me at night
Night is often the only time I have with my thoughts
I’m in heaven, help me get these parasites off
Good times, good times, good times, good times
Under bridges and overpasses