歌词

I had a nervous breakdown
And... and through 6 psychiatrists
Before the sixth one finally decided that she could probably make it
And you think of world and become drug addicts
And... and they drugs, they try alcohol, they try sex
And when it's all wiped out and you've had it all, your own life falls apart
Come taste the tracks
Come taste the tracks, come taste the tracks
Come taste the tracks
I close my eyes and pray
I close my eyes and pray
And I pray
Yes, I pray
Let it slide, let it slide
Ignore me and everything I've done
I am poison
I take this one
And I taste the tracks (And I taste the tracks)
(And I taste the tracks)
I must be... somewhere
Tell me what you handle
And he's like a candle
Yor eyes are full of what you can't lack
Down on the ground you get high
Even in bed out in the town
I held in my hand but it's hard, so hard to see reason
It's dark behind your smile and I can follow through
Yes, I pray (Tell me what you handle)
Come taste the tracks
Come taste the tracks (He's like a candle)
Let it slide, let it slide
Ignore me and everything I've done
For words, like bullets they know when to come
And taste the tracks (Come taste the tracks)
And taste the tracks (And taste the tracks)
Of the waste in my head and you face me instead
Well ignore me and everything I said
For I am stupid, I am poison
I held in my hand but it's hard, so hard to see reason
The burning is here, is only here to follow through
(Yor eyes are full of what you can't lack)
(Down on the ground you get high)
(I'm here)
With your wild, call the pace
Taste the tracks of the waste
With your wild, with your sweet
With your cold...
Black-eyed teeth
And they drugs, they try alcohol, they try sex (Taste the tracks, taste the tracks)
And when it's all wiped out and you've had it all, your own life falls apart
Written by: Alan Wilder, Siobhan Lynch
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