The Taste Of Things To Come
I turned my face to back
Expecting to find some drugs
The dealer came just as he said
With a brand new car, with no drugs
Hey man!, from today onwards
You´d try to get another stuff
I leave this shit I want a new life
I walked alone the main street
Praying and searching a trip
But nobody has anything
There´s no morphine and no pills
And the time was passing by
While the snow wrapped the ground
And there was no cure for my wound
