Luyện nghe bài hát Dope Fiend Blues

In a police car I so very small
I see my lover's face and I watch her fall
And I try to figure out I'd fallen off the track
I sold my to the devil and then I stole it back

And in the end, you know a dope fiend ain't got no
And a junkie is a junkie to the end
to die now 'cause you know I'm better off dead
Hey brother, you lend me a helping hand?

I tie off, shoot it in my veins
I feel like Marlon Brando and I've hid another pain
I'm going back where safe, going back to the womb
I find my mother's comfort, in a needle and spoon

And Christmas for a dope fiend no fun
Waiting for good times seem to never come
out now, gonna get myself a gun
Please stop me, you know I'm on a run?

you tired of the detox and the places in the mind?
Aren't you tired of the misery, aren't you tired of doing
And I try to figure out I'd fallen off the track
You know I sold my to the devil and then I stole it back

I'm a fiend, I'm a liar, a cheat and a thief
At my funeral, won't you me a red rose wreath?
Dress in black now, everyone your grief
Well, I'm gone now, you can all feel