Santeria - Strung Out on a Dream | Текст песни

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The wind is just a whisper,
A promise about to break.
The past I can’t remember,
But there ain’t nothing there left to gain.
Guess I got to find a way
To make some money soon.
I’ve been staking claims
In dirty motel rooms.
Strung out on a dream
In the ghetto of heaven.
It’s just a stone’s throw
Between the Madhouse
And the Mansion up the street.
And enough trouble in the space between them
To put a grown man to his knees
CHORUS
Perfection’s an addiction
That I ain’t got time to play.
I’m broke and out here stranded
Trying to kick a dream
CHORUS
All strung out on a dream

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