Smell My Night

from by Nazi Drugs



Well can you smell my night, written on my breath?
It tells a story of cheap beer and expensive cigarettes
Lord, I didn't have to cry and
Lord, I didn't have to fight
To earn these black circles you see under my eyes

I can roar like a lion, baby
Or lay down like a lamb
I can't turn water into wine, girl
I know a dealer who can

Every bar in this town is just like high school again
Well, they don't like me much, and I fucking hate them
Girls think I'm kind of funny
The dudes all think I'm a dick
Don't try to keep up with me man, I'd hate to see you get sick


from Swastifari, released June 21, 2013



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Nazi Drugs Selinsgrove, Pennsylvania

Lo-fi/punk/surf side project from two members of Jaw Horse

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