Keith Caputo Troubles Down (attic Crawlspace)
Smell of roses does not remain
I'm crawling, crawling
Like a snake I'm hung over
Hung up & hung down
So I took my took my troubles down
And I quit my, quit my low down ways
And I took my my troubles down
I'm on a one way track
Burgundy & black
All is gone, all is gone
So far away from home
You're walking all alone
The fields burn away
The music did play the smoke drifts away
I put on my smile
I wander off in shame
Even through the tears
I took my troubles, down, down, down
Smell of roses does not remain
I'm crawling, crawling
Like a snake I'm hung over
Hung up & hung down
So I took my took my troubles down
And I quit my, quit my low down ways
And I took my my troubles down
It's just a passing fright
As cold as ice
My head began to spin
Stabbing on your brain
Every breath you breathe
No place to hide, to hide, to hide
I can't stand this
Silk & satin
I can't stand this
Silk & satin
Smell of roses does not remain
I'm crawling, crawling
Like a snake I'm hung over
Hung up & hung down
So I took my took my troubles down
And I quit my, quit my low down ways
And I took my my troubles down
