Day By Day (Wasted On Top) Songtext - I.O.S.

Verse 1:
In jail, drawing pictures of my girl back home.
I'm wasted on top of my two legged bed.
Hands tied around the bars.
Lying in pools of blood at noon.
My parents never helped with bail
To the fact that money always failed.

Rehab & medication, they stuffed my head with.
From killing a cop, I'm wasted on top.
Palm trees, dreaming of nothing else.
Than a sweet sorrow of revenge.
Oh, the alcohol in my mouth.

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