CrazyTown. Darkhorse. Decorated. Zeneszám
Nothing comes from nowhere
One thing remains and I swear
Nail polish, cellophane hair
Bleached, bleached blonde burned down to the brain
I can't complain there's no shame an' no fame
And still it all remains the same
And I want this game over
It's a fight to let this life pass by you
And try to stay sober
And I got pills for the pain
Deep down inside I got a chill and refrain
These crazy thoughts keep running round in my brain
They're leading me to places decorated in flames
Dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-decorated in flames
I'm highly decorated, decorated in flames
Dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-decorated in flames
Dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-decorated in flames
Who you motherfuckers think you are?
Crazy Town in hard like my boy Bernard
Clenched fists as I pace the yard
So many tattoos I ain't got no room for scars
Escaped them all made a brother break the law
Skip trial and escape tomorrow 'til I end up in the courtroom
White chucks, hair spiked up
With my double fat laces on and I want this game over
It's a fight to let this life pass by you and try to stay sober
Till the weed and the pipe with ley come over
Till we fail again it's pales of hen
So many tattoos that the feds can't see the skin
So I think about my cell again and my friend
Do you realize what kinda hell I'm in?
And I got pills for the pain
Deep down inside I got a chill and refrain
These crazy thoughts keep running round in my brain
They're leading me to places decorated in flames
Dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-decorated in flames
I'm highly decorated, decorated in flames
Dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-decorated in flames
Dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-decorated in flames
Tire tracks running down my veins
Dirty black slacks with the chrome hearts chain
Got a record so dope they got to cut it the cane
I know you know the face do you know the name
I know you seen the stars in the magazines
Got drug dealers, street hookers, crooks and fiends
Me I'm hooked on Kush smoking Northern Green
Catching cheap thrills off the pills I fiend
Dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-decorated in flames
I'm highly decorated, decorated in flames
Dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-decorated in flames
Dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-decorated in flames
Dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-decorated in flames
I'm highly decorated, decorated in flames
Dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-decorated in flames
Dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-decorated in flames
One thing remains and I swear
Nail polish, cellophane hair
Bleached, bleached blonde burned down to the brain
I can't complain there's no shame an' no fame
And still it all remains the same
And I want this game over
It's a fight to let this life pass by you
And try to stay sober
And I got pills for the pain
Deep down inside I got a chill and refrain
These crazy thoughts keep running round in my brain
They're leading me to places decorated in flames
Dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-decorated in flames
I'm highly decorated, decorated in flames
Dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-decorated in flames
Dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-decorated in flames
Who you motherfuckers think you are?
Crazy Town in hard like my boy Bernard
Clenched fists as I pace the yard
So many tattoos I ain't got no room for scars
Escaped them all made a brother break the law
Skip trial and escape tomorrow 'til I end up in the courtroom
White chucks, hair spiked up
With my double fat laces on and I want this game over
It's a fight to let this life pass by you and try to stay sober
Till the weed and the pipe with ley come over
Till we fail again it's pales of hen
So many tattoos that the feds can't see the skin
So I think about my cell again and my friend
Do you realize what kinda hell I'm in?
And I got pills for the pain
Deep down inside I got a chill and refrain
These crazy thoughts keep running round in my brain
They're leading me to places decorated in flames
Dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-decorated in flames
I'm highly decorated, decorated in flames
Dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-decorated in flames
Dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-decorated in flames
Tire tracks running down my veins
Dirty black slacks with the chrome hearts chain
Got a record so dope they got to cut it the cane
I know you know the face do you know the name
I know you seen the stars in the magazines
Got drug dealers, street hookers, crooks and fiends
Me I'm hooked on Kush smoking Northern Green
Catching cheap thrills off the pills I fiend
Dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-decorated in flames
I'm highly decorated, decorated in flames
Dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-decorated in flames
Dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-decorated in flames
Dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-decorated in flames
I'm highly decorated, decorated in flames
Dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-decorated in flames
Dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-decorated in flames