I got stones down in my shoes
I got dreams that I can't lose
Don't you force me now to choose
Cause I will
Turpentine will never cleanse me
Black tar stains have made me
Well the sand I've walked on
Claimed me
And I love it still
But I need a thing or two
White light against the blue
Words that I know are true
I need a fix of you
I got rocks under my bed
Sleep is something that I dread
Sometimes I have to get wasted
To shut down
But I need a thing or two
White light against the blue
Words that I know are true
I need a fix - a fix of you
