Loaded

Written by：Jack Grisham/Ronald Emory

You walk me home

What we talk about

You're lips are sand

Throwing pictures out

I drop my mind

And you fill me in gladly

I once believed how

You decive and I loved it all madly

Everyday and I see you slip away

Loaded turn

Until my faces I feel like comming down

Unfaithfully dead

Now you come alive

You're a symphony

Of sweet pain and pride

You lay me down now

We're silently drowing

I take your hand what you command

And I shout it out loudly

Everday and I see you slip away

Loaded I turn my face

And I feel like comming down again

Oh ohh

I turn my face and

I feel life comming down

You're red light flash

But your car's in drive 22 17

And you make the scene

Do you fell alive

You walk me home and

You're fashionably sounding

I swear my man gonna take my stand

And I'll bury you proudly

Everyday and I see you slip away

Loaded

I turn my face

And I feel like comming down again

Oh ohhh

I turn my face

And I feel like comming down