The Pribata Idaho

The Taste Of Things To Come

Album: Spain Is Pain [2000]
Author: Ernesto González © Elefant Publishing

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