Текст песни G.B.H. - Dead On Arrival, слова песни G.B.H.

Текст песни G.B.H. - Dead On Arrival

G.B.H. - Dead On Arrival слова песни

Tracks in his arm made him a man,No-one could understand.Each night he`d go out shooting skag,Met a pusher who sold him a bag.That`s why he was ..Dead on arrival .. ..Ran out of money so he stole a car,tried to run but didn`t get far.Sent to prison, no turning back,saw his arm, weaned him off smack.Out on parole tried to keep calm,finally died with a needle in his arm.Yes out on parole, tried to keep calm,finally died with a needle in his arm.

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Dead On Arrival

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