Cactus Country - Cool Sounds

The school kids make me shake

'Cause I lost my sense of place

Out the window on a whim

Could never get back in

Back seats of the train

Fighting for the sake

Bound to agitate

And overcompensate

I can’t see the flames

No, I can’t hear no bells

Stench of a dying rose

But I lost my sense of smell

I get a vision

My body’s bursting at the seams

I got the feeling

That my fear and loathing

Is the key, the key, the key, the key

I’m not your concubine anymore

I’m not a rabid, a rabid dog

Don’t turn a cup of blood

Into wine, into wine, into

I can’t see the flames

No, I can’t hear no bells

Stench of a dying rose

But I lost my sense of smell

I get a vision

My body’s bursting at the seams

I got the feeling

That my fear and loathing

Is the seed, the seed, the seed, the seed

I’m not your concubine anymore

I’m not a rabid, a rabid dog

Don’t turn a cup of blood

Into wine, into wine, into