Gone - Cult, The



So your anger didn't carry you too far

What'd you expect anyway?

There's no patience left, your shattered little self

You haven't got a fucking thing to say



High on your own

Gone motherfucker

Fucking stoned, yeah



Rain on your back, the wind in your face

You're spinnin 'round, going nowhere

Sweet dreams of her, she left you alone

You wasted it this time, my friend



High on your own, yeah

Gone motherfucker

Fucking stoned, yeah



My friends and i used to mess about in the park

We were only 14, yeah

I later understood about my attitude

I never thought i'd get that gone



High on your own, yeah

Gone motherfucker

Fucking stoned, whoa



High, high

Stoned, yeah



Come on nasty person

On your own, yeah



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