Strung Out - Dot Allison

Tonight, going to hunt you down

Pulling me through that open door

Inhibitions dissipate

Now the line’s disintegrating

I’m too close to the wire

All strung out on desire

But I’m still there

By your side

On your mind

And in your eyes

The sky’s might burn out for you

That’s something we’ll make true

Regrets beckon like they did before

Pulling me through that open door

Inhibitions dissipate

Now my mind’s disintegrating

Tonight something’s got to give

Pulling me through that open door

Each breath you must hold sure

And don’t abdicate on the good times

Somethings got to give…