(Borg, Dregen, Andersson)
I've seen you in the nightclub
I've seen you dressed up right
But your heart's not beating through your pale white skin
That's how I know that you'll never win
Ah, ah, it's just a dead end
Ah, ah, and there ain't no turning back
I took your place, you were a king for a day
But somehow you never learn
I didn't ask for this it's just the way things turn
And it hurts to go down in flames
Ah, ah, it's just a dead end
Ah, ah, and there ain't no turning back
You got eightballs, baby, as a mattress in your bed
13 tattooed on the back of your head
Where will you go when all the things you see are black
You try to change
Maybe grow young
Jump on a bandwagon and lose
It's just a dead end
Ah, and there ain't no turning back
Backyard Babies - Eight-Balled Lyrics
Backyard Babies - Eight-Balled Lyrics
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(Borg, Dregen, Andersson)
I've seen you in the nightclub
I've seen you dressed up right
But your heart's not beating through your pale white skin
That's how I know that you'll never win
Ah, ah, it's just a dead end
Ah, ah, and there ain't no turning back
I took your place, you were a king for a day
But somehow you never learn
I didn't ask for this it's just the way things turn
And it hurts to go down in flames
Ah, ah, it's just a dead end
Ah, ah, and there ain't no turning back
You got eightballs, baby, as a mattress in your bed
13 tattooed on the back of your head
Where will you go when all the things you see are black
You try to change
Maybe grow young
Jump on a bandwagon and lose
It's just a dead end
Ah, and there ain't no turning back
I've seen you in the nightclub
I've seen you dressed up right
But your heart's not beating through your pale white skin
That's how I know that you'll never win
Ah, ah, it's just a dead end
Ah, ah, and there ain't no turning back
I took your place, you were a king for a day
But somehow you never learn
I didn't ask for this it's just the way things turn
And it hurts to go down in flames
Ah, ah, it's just a dead end
Ah, ah, and there ain't no turning back
You got eightballs, baby, as a mattress in your bed
13 tattooed on the back of your head
Where will you go when all the things you see are black
You try to change
Maybe grow young
Jump on a bandwagon and lose
It's just a dead end
Ah, and there ain't no turning back
Writer: ANDREAS SVENSSON, ANDREAS TYRONE SVENSSON, NIKLAS ANDERSSON, NIKLAS ANDERS ANDERSSON, NIKLAS ROGER BORG
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.