Luyện nghe bài hát Dope Fiend Blues

In a police car I so very small
I see my face and I watch her teardrops fall
and I try to figure out I'd fallen off the tracks
well I sold my soul to the devil and I stole it back

and in the end, you know a dope fiend got no friends
and a is a junkie to the bitter end
hope to die, cause you know I'm off dead
hey brother, won't you me a helpin' hand?

I tie myself off, shoot it in my
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 comfort, here in a needle and spoon

and for a dope fiend ain't no fun
waiting for good times seem to never come
out, gonna get myself a gun
please stop me, don't you know I'm on a

aren't you tired of the detox and the in the mind?
are you tired of the misery, aren't you of doin' time?
and I try to out where I'd fallen off the tracks
I sold my soul to the devil and then I stole it back

I'm a dope fiend, I'm a liar, a and a thief
at my funeral, won't you bring me a red rose
in black now, show everyone your grief
well, I'm gone now, you can all relief