Cheap Cocaine (Western AF Version) - Kassi Valazza & Western AF

Eight miles outta Galesburg, I'm starin' at the rain Eight ball left of the cheap cocaine And I'm lookin' at the sunlight, light through the pines I couldn't tell you what it is, its always been mine Now that I'm gone, I think of the man With a meth pipe clutched in his bone-thin hand I said, "Hey brother, I hope you get straight" I bet I don't meet him at the pearly gates I sing: Hey mama I been staring at the rain A little heart break, a little soul pain I been up all night on the cheap cocaine Trynna make it better but its always the same Well, I made a few new friends in a Rockford bar I told 'em all lies, I said I was in charge Of the afterparty where the women were loose I partied with the metalheads, with gin and juice Hungover as hell, I slept and shit on the lawn I'm tired of twenty-somethings and their punk rock songs Wake up in the morning and stumble towards the down Sayin', "How ya doin' boy, it's been too long" I sing: Hey mama, I been staring at the rain A little heartbreak, a little soul pain I been up all night on the cheap cocaine Trynna make it better but it's always the same On the streets of Chicago with sidekick Sally I was hitting up the bars on Viagra Alley Where the men pick up women not half their age All I had for them was my tears and my rage And I thought it was a fight so I went for my knife And the man shook my hand with his kids and his wife And I was so ashamed I hung back and cried Leave all that to Saint Peter, wait 'til I die I sing: Hey mama, I been staring at the rain A little heart break, a little soul pain I been up all night on the cheap cocaine Trynna make it better but it's always the same I been up all night, I been starin' at the sky And I'm still lonely but I couldn't tell you Why