Six White Horses
I drifted into this groovy scene
Could this be a movie theme?
You put me here on earth
The needle tracks in both arms hurt
Lord, my knees are touching dirt
Well, I got these sacred rosaries
Now, I need your attention, please
Release me from this unholy tease
You know, I like my cocaine on the rocks
It looks like naked trees standing in the park
Yeah, it hangs like sweet fruit on a vine
Man, cocaine rides like six white horses
She rides around dark streets, at night
Yeah, she knows about this game of life
Until, I get back on that white horse, again
Copyright © Gregory Golden | Year Posted 2009
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