I got water on the brain My mind is like a drain Here I go again Over the hill
My eyes don't seem too clear I'm not sure what I hear It seems I'm going clear Over the hill
Like a cripple and his crutch I have leaned a bit too much Seems that I should never touch again Now it seems it's plain to see That this stuff is killing me Got to quit, so, I'll be free again
I got too much to lose No one can fill my shoes Think I'll leave the blues
Compositor: Graham Anthony Barnes (Barnes Graham Anthony) (PRS)Editor: Chrys-a-lee Music Ltd (PRS)Administração: Butterfly Music Ltd (PRS)ECAD verificado obra #1395242 em 10/Abr/2024