Текст песни Ryan Adams - The Drugs Not Working
Ryan Adams - The Drugs Not Working слова песни
I was shooting in the back of the carWhen the windows smashed on the police carsI was swimming through the streets of New YorkWith my cocaine dagger and throats to cutAnd it was making her cry...But it was making me highShe was a hooker at the age of sixteenAll she wanted was the money, she didn`t need an I.D.She was a junkie, and I know it`s clicheBut then so was her life, I mean, she lived in L.A.And it was making her cry...But it was making her highAnd it was making her cry...And it was making her highRiot in my skullThe demons are comingLos Angeles is deadThese drugs ain`t workingPainted it all blackThe chains are jerkingLos Angeles is deadThe drugs ain`t workingRiot in my skullThe demons are comingLos Angeles is deadThe drugs ain`t workingLos Angeles is deadThe drugs ain`t workingLos Angeles is dead[Thanks to LBDurst20022001@aol.com for these lyrics]