Crazy Town - Decorated Lyrics

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Nothing comes from nowhere

One thing remains and I swear

Nail polish cellophane hair

Bleached, blonde burned down to the brain

I can't complain there's no shame in no fame

And still it all remains the same

And I want this game over

It's a fight to stay sober

Chorus:

And I got the pills for the pain the pain (pills for the pain)

Deep down inside I've got to chill and refrian (I'm going insane)

These crazy thoughts are running round 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, decorated in flames, decorated in flames

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Who you motherfuckers think you are

Crazy town him 'em hard like our boy bernard

Clenched fists as I pace the yeard

So many tattoos I ain't got no room for scars

Escaped them all maked 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 the feds can't see my skin

So I think about my cell again

And my friends do you realize what kind of hell I'm in

Chorus:

And I got the pills for the pain the pain (pills for the pain)

Deep down inside I've got to chill and refrian (I'm going insane)

These crazy thoughts are running round 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, decorated in flames, decorated in flames

Tire tracks running down my veins

Dirty black slacks with the chrome hearts chaing

Got a record so dope they got to cut it the cane

I know you konw the face do you know the name

I know you seen the stars in 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

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