Blues From A Gun

I don' t care about the state of my hair
I got something out of nothing
That just wasn' t there
And your kiss kiss kiss
Is never gonna blow me away
Dreams of escape keep me awake
I' m never gonna get out and make it away
I' m a stone dead tripper
Dying in a fantasy
Like a cracked open sky it helps you to die
Don' t split it scrape it
You' re screaming automatic pain
Too young kid you' re gonna get hit
Looks like your never gonna make it
Off the government list
I don' t mind about the state of my mind
But you know it' s good for nothing
And I left you behind
It' s a sick sick city
But it' s never gonna make me insane
If you' re talking for real
Then go cut a deal
You' re facing up to living out
The way that you feel
And you shake shake shake
'Cause you know you' ll never make it away
Like a cracked open sky it helps you to die
Don' t split it scrape it
You' re screaming automatic pain
Too young kid you' re gonna get hit
Looks like your never gonna make it
Off the government list
Well I guess that' s why I' ve always
Got the blues
Well I guess that' s why I' ve always
Got the blues
Well I guess that' s why I' ve always
Got the blues
Well I guess that' s why I' ve always
Got the blues
Well I guess that' s why I' ve always
Got the blues
Well I guess that' s why I' ve always
Got the blues
Well I guess that' s why I' ve always
Got the blues
Well I guess that' s why I' ve always
Got the blues
Well I guess that' s why I' ve always
Got the blues
Well I guess that' s why I' ve always
Got the blues
Well I guess that' s why I' ve always
Got the blues