BUENAS NOCHES FROM HELL



- PANHEAD BLUES -

Sitting here alone on my Harley -59
nothing to do just wasting my time
1000 miles of wasteland lies in front of me
I´m asking myself how can this be

The fear I´ve got inside me feels so real
the fear of myself, to feel I´m free
I´ll promise myself that in poverty or pain
I´ll never be convicted again

NEVER CONVICTED AGAIN

I wonder if I ever will go out in the streets
I wonder if I ever will use my usual seats
I have this reputation to be mean and bad
it rips in my soul, it makes me sad

In prison I felt so safe all the time
but not out here, I wonder why
the only thing that´s safe is my Harley -59
and the 1000 miles of wasteland before my eyes

NEVER CONVICTED AGAIN


- SO FUCKED UP -

I´m lying here thinking of you
and all the lovely things you do
you beat me up, but I love you so
please baby promise you´ll never go

There´s a pain in my head
I wish I was dead

I´M FUCKED UP, SO FUCKED UP

I can see you through my cell door
please please me and torture me more
the dude next door says you´re fantasy
but you exist, you´re inside me

There´s a pain in my head
I wish I was dead

I´M FUCKED UP, SO FUCKED UP