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(Bolin/Teaser)
This baggage handcuffed to my wrists
i drag it everywhere i go
sometimes i fight you with my fists
but if i knew which way was home
Before the karma cut me loose
would bring me whisky and my water
sometimes i get the blues
though i know i shouldnt oughta
thats where i`d go
Run down ghost trail, no chance of love
no sign of life, just wild dogs howlin in the night
oh thats what i like
Before the karma cut me free
im sick of my own company
sometimes i miss the boat
most times i miss my home
thats where i`d go
if i new which way was home
Run down ghost trail, no chance of love
no sign of life
just wild dogs howlin' in the night
Hear `em howl