Real Thing

I messed around as a little boy
I grew up, made the blade my new toy
Friends said boy with what you screwin' around I said
Don't concern yourselves and just
Gimme another blast
Yeah

[CHORUS]
Under the hill, with just a few notches on my belt
Take it away, don't want no more
Even if you say just one more
I won't leave you alone

I grew up, went into rehab
You know the doctors never did me no good
They said son you're gonna be a new man
I said thank you very much and
Can I borrow fifty bucks?

[CHORUS]

'Cause I'm goin' down the steps on a white lne
Goin' down the steps on a white line
Goin' down the steps on a white line
Straight to nowhere
[REPEAT]

I messed around as a little boy
I grew up, made the blade my new toy
Friends said boy with what you screwin' around I said
Don't concern yourselves and just
Gimme another blast
Yeah

[CHORUS]

'Cause I'm goin' down the steps on a white line
Goin' down the steps on a white line
Goin' down the steps on a white line
Straight to nowhere


fuente : Songteksten.nl

escritor : Jerry Cantrell; Sean Kinney; Layne Staley; Mike Starr
idioma : Inglés
Tema : Feeling Blue; Awareness; Biographical; Drugs
Estilo : Heavy Metal; Alternative Metal; Hard Rock; Alternative Pop/Rock; Alternative/Indie Rock; Grunge
Atmósfera : Bleak; Menacing; Ominous; Anguished/Distraught; Brooding; Cathartic; Gloomy; Intense; Visceral; Volatile; Aggressive; Angry; Angst-Ridden; Brash; Confrontational; Theatrical; Nihilistic; Hostile