GHOSTOWNE

Lyrics

Can't Breathe I’m Chokin’ On My Tongue I’m Flirtin’ With Disaster And Hell Bent To Run So Give Me One More Before You Close It Down I Got Me A Sweet Little Thing Who Looks Fantastic Through My Blood Shot Eyes And Beer Bottle Glasses And I Can Feel A Bloody Mary Morning Coming Round Sometimes I Feel, Sometimes I Feel Like Cigarettes And Gasoline Coffee And Amphetamines So Smoke Em If You Got ‘Em Cos I Finally Hit Rock Bottom The Next Morning I Fell Out Of Bed With A 12-Pack Still Lodged In My Head And Distant Memories Of Who Or What I Did As Stumble Forward With Reckless Abandon I Can Hardly Believe I’m Alive And Standing As Another Bloody Mary Morning’s Creepin’ In Repeat Chorus Well The Sight Of Her Makes Me Shake And Shiver She’s What You’d Call A Natural Disaster I Need A Cold Shower To Wash The Ugly Off Of Me As I Try To Focus Through Hangover Glasses My Head Feels As Thick As Molasses On This Bloody Mary Morning Tragedy Repeat Chorus Drunk Mosquitoes BMI © 2005