Letra de Eight-Balled
I've seen you in the nightclub I've seen you dressed up right But your heart's not beating through your pale white skin That's how I know that you'll never winAh, ah, it's just a dead end Ah, ah, and there ain't no turning backI took your place, you were a king for a day But somehow you never learn I didn't ask for this it's just the way things turn And it hurts to go down in flamesAh, ah, it's just a dead end Ah, ah, and there ain't no turning backYou got eightballs, baby, as a mattress in your bed 13 tattooed on the back of your head Where will you go when all the things you see are blackYou try to change Maybe grow young Jump on a bandwagon and loseIt's just a dead end Ah, and there ain't no turning back