Backyard Babies - 8-balled Lyrics
(borg, dregen, andersson)I´ve seen you in the nightclubI´ve seen you dressed up rightBut your heart´s not beating through your pale white skinThat´s how I know that you´ll never winAh, ah, it´s just a dead endAh, ah, and there ain´t no turning backI took your place, you were a king for a dayBut somehow you never learnI didn´t ask for this it´s just the way things turnAnd it hurts to go down in flamesAh, ah, it´s just a dead endAh, ah, and there ain´t no turning backYou got eightballs, baby, as a mattress in your bed13 tattooed on the back of your headWhere will you go when all the things you see are blackYou try to changeMaybe grow youngJump on a bandwagon and loseIt´s just a dead endAh, and there ain´t no turning back