American CocaineA Poem by Ophelia2013-07-31
Money kills me, fame murders you
Cry-Baby, Cry-Baby, drive me crazy Fame and loathing in Las Vegas Baby, let's get famous, I would be your singer Staring at you every single minute You are my drug, aren't you? American Cocaine, old cars Son's of Anarchy and Nevada Max, please just one more night I love you. I really do Staying up all night, like always Bring me a cup of coffee every morning I lost you, I lost you and my morning coffee Oh God, American cocaine Who is those girls, sweetheart? You know, I like mature man I want you to be my cocaine But **** you, dad I will run away, where cocaine is free Cocaine is free, cocaine, cocaine, cocaine is free American Cocaine, old cars Son's of Anarchy and Nevada Max, please just one more night I love you. I really do Staying up all night, like always Bring me a cup of coffee every morning I lost you, I lost you and my morning coffee Oh God, American cocaine How is meth can change your brain? I have been such a disgusting girl Evil is in his blood I am fake, I flake American Cocaine, old cars Son's of Anarchy and Nevada Max, please just one more night I love you. I really do Staying up all night, like always Bring me a cup of coffee every morning I lost you, I lost you and my morning coffee Oh God, American cocaine © 2013 Ophelia |
StatsAuthorOpheliaLithuaniaAboutMy name is Gabija a.k.a. Floral Flower. I'm a lyricist. I love what I have done, my lyrics just need music. I like sleeping, writting songs and walkin around the city like a homeless. more..Writing
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