Lyrics

Well, they stood prepared as you took the chair There was no need to satisfy you I'll be damned though I held your hand They felt the need to crucify you You're goin' down baby baby You're goin' down baby baby You're in a tailspin, running out of your head You're in a tailspin, running out of your head You're a fragile flower in its finale hour With no chance to taste the waters Judge declared "You'll get 15 yrs Join the lonely sons and daughters" You're going down baby baby You're going down baby baby You're in a tailspin, running out of your head You're in a tailspin, running out of your head Smoke and mirrors couldn't hide your tears Your eyes only betray you Long trip, you lost your grip We've all been praying for you You're going down baby baby You're going down baby baby You're in a tailspin, running out of your head You're in a tailspin, running out of your head You're in a tailspin, running out of your head You're in a tailspin, running out of your head
Writer(s): Gary Louris Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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