Dust in a Baggie (OurVinyl Sessions) Songtext
von Billy Strings
Dust in a Baggie (OurVinyl Sessions) Songtext
I ain′t slept in seven days, I haven't ate in three
Methamphetamine has got a damn good hold of me
My tweaker friends have got me to the point of no return
I just took the lighter to the bulb and watched it burn
This life of sin has got me in
Well, it′s got me back in prison once again
I used my only phone call to contact my daddy
I got 20 long years for some dust in a baggie
Well, if I would have listened to what mom and papa said
I wouldn't be locked up in prison, troubled in the head
I took that little pop and sucked until my mind was spun
When I got 20 years to sit and think of what I've done
This life of sin has got me in
Well, it′s got me back in prison once again
I used my only phone call to contact my daddy
I got 20 long years for some dust in a baggie
Sometimes I sit and wonder where my little life went wrong
These old jailhouse blues have got me singing this old song
Well, my life is a disaster, Lord, and I feel so ashamed
′Cause I'm where they call me by a number, not a name
This life of sin has got me in
Well, it′s got me back in prison once again
I used my only phone call to contact my daddy
I got 20 long years for some dust in a baggie
This life of sin has got me in
Well, it's got me back in prison once again
I used my only phone call to contact my daddy
I got 20 long years for some dust in a baggie
I used my only phone call to contact my daddy
I got 20 long years for some dust in a baggie
Methamphetamine has got a damn good hold of me
My tweaker friends have got me to the point of no return
I just took the lighter to the bulb and watched it burn
This life of sin has got me in
Well, it′s got me back in prison once again
I used my only phone call to contact my daddy
I got 20 long years for some dust in a baggie
Well, if I would have listened to what mom and papa said
I wouldn't be locked up in prison, troubled in the head
I took that little pop and sucked until my mind was spun
When I got 20 years to sit and think of what I've done
This life of sin has got me in
Well, it′s got me back in prison once again
I used my only phone call to contact my daddy
I got 20 long years for some dust in a baggie
Sometimes I sit and wonder where my little life went wrong
These old jailhouse blues have got me singing this old song
Well, my life is a disaster, Lord, and I feel so ashamed
′Cause I'm where they call me by a number, not a name
This life of sin has got me in
Well, it′s got me back in prison once again
I used my only phone call to contact my daddy
I got 20 long years for some dust in a baggie
This life of sin has got me in
Well, it's got me back in prison once again
I used my only phone call to contact my daddy
I got 20 long years for some dust in a baggie
I used my only phone call to contact my daddy
I got 20 long years for some dust in a baggie
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