8-Balled – Backyard Babies – letras

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