歌词
Rifles & rosary beads
You hold on to what you need
Vicodin morphine dreams
Rifles and rosary beads
Yellow smoke orange haze
Blowing into my eyes
Whistling sunset bombs
I couldn't trust the sky
Rifles and rosary beads
You hold hold on to what you need
Vicodin morphine dreams
Rifles and rosary beads
White knuckles wrapped around
Blackness that has so sounds
Bombed out schools and homes
Kids in the street alone
Rifles and rosary beads
You hold hold on to what you need
Vicodin morphine dreams
Rifles and rosary beads
Mirrors frighten me
I don't recognize what I see
A stranger with blood on his hands
Brother, I'm not that man
Rifles and rosary beads
You hold hold on to what you need
Vicodin morphine dreams
Rifles and rosary beads
Rifles and rosary beads
You hold hold on to what you need