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REHAB Song Lyrics

 Album:

"Graffiti The World"


1) Wht Do U Wnt Frm Me
2) Bump
3) Chest Pain
4) Red Water
5) Graffiti The World
6) Last Tattoo
7) Bottles & Cans
8) We Live
9) This Town
10) Walk Away
11) This I Know
12) Running Out Of Time
13) 1980
 Album:

"Southern Discomfert"


1) Escape Intro
2) Hey Fred
3) Storm Chaser
4) Crazy People
5) Scarecrow
6) It Don't Matter
7) My Addiction (Interlude)
8) Drinkin' Problem
9) Rattle My Cage
10) More Like You
11) Sittin' St a Bar
12) Miss Jones
13) Mission Impossible
14) Thinkin' Again
15) Kick My Ass
 Album:

"Southern Discomfort"


1) Hey Fred
2) Crazy People
3) Scarecrow
4) It Don't Matter
5) Drinkin' Problem
6) More Like You
7) Sittin' At A Bar
8) Ms. Jones
9) Thinkin' Again
10) Kick My Ass
11) Storm Chaser
12) Rattle My Cage


REHAB
GRAFFITI THE WORLD
 

Last Tattoo



[Hook:]
This will be my last tattoo
To cover the memory of someone I thought I'd always need
Cover her name with a smoking gun
Make it hurt as much as possible and make it bleed

Just can't take it no more feelin' numb
Woke up face on the floor I was dumb
Cut me all the way to the core morning comes
Time to get busy forgetting again
Tired of going out my mind
Looking for something I won't find
How could I have been so blind
This is a load of crap
It figures she would win
But I'll learn to feel again
Bear down hard when you fill it in
Give me the pain I'll grit my teeth in

[Hook:]
This will be my last tattoo
To cover the memory of someone I thought I'd always need
Cover her name with a smoking gun
Make it hurt as much as possible and make it bleed

You know when I woke up this morning she was long good gone
I thought she heard me say she was my vertebrae my back bone
But bone the dawn feels wrong, the night ain't right
The phone ain't on and she broke out last night
Left a note sayin' she won't hang on, she just can't fight
I know she's with Brock Scott, that jock with blonde locks
That blocks shots, guess I'm just not that hot
Mailbox for cocks
Let him bust your rear cuz you don't trust my rap career
But need I point out our bank account with a large amount
You left in the bank you skank, what you think
I'm a take this loot and buy some ink
You can take that shit you talkin' with you walkin' hooker

[Hook:]
This will be my last tattoo
To cover the memory of someone I thought I'd always need
Cover her name with a smoking gun
Make it hurt as much as possible and make it bleed

Her face is still in my brain kill her name
I'm still dealing with pain what a shame
Heart still wearing a stain I'm to blame
Little bitty guilty's crawling all over my soul
I can't believe this shit
Said I caused the things she did
Bear down hard when you fill it in
Give me the pain I'll grit my teeth in

[Hook:]
This will be my last tattoo
To cover the memory of someone I thought I'd always need
Cover her name with a smoking gun
Make it hurt as much as possible and make it bleed




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