Text: Spilt Milk. Other. Cocaine Cowboy.

Life don't seem so dim
staring through a glass of gin,
till your thinking of the hard knocks and the way it's always been
But your pain don't go away,
causin' you to tap the vain,
but the hurt aint goin nowhere,
so it seems it's here to stay

ridin' high, mendin fences
on that buzz cocaine dispenses
Grindin' teeth don't seem so senseless
to the cocaine cowboy

Let it rain like cocaine from a Columbian drug lords plane
Let the poison numb your gums as it dulls away the pain
When you rest your weary brain,
smoke yourself some mary jane,
you'll recall past days of glory but you wont recall the pain