Eye Of The Needle
He's losin' the days,
hidin' the tracks...
heavy eyes,
black and blue..
bent spoons,
dark rooms..
beer cans,
shaking hands...
rolled joints,
used points..
fallin' apart,
broken heart...
hidin' the tracks...
heavy eyes,
black and blue..
bent spoons,
dark rooms..
beer cans,
shaking hands...
rolled joints,
used points..
fallin' apart,
broken heart...
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