Puffy Jackets - Kid Dakota

I know where to go but I know that I shouldn’t go

I go anyway, I make myself so miserable

I know what to look for, I have made the deals before

The men in puffy jackets standing on the street corner

They say «Hey», they say «hey kid»

They say «Hey», they say «hey kid»

And I say, «When will I be free?

When will stop torturing me?»

Well, I tell myself no, but the words don’t mean a thing

I’m not in control

I’m like an overthrown king

I’ve been up and down these city streets a thousand times

But when it’s cold and when it’s late at night it’s hard to find

I call every number that I know and they all ring

Like cathedral bells on Sunday when no one’s listening

They go ding, they go ding dong

They go ding, they go ding dong

And I go

Well, I tell myself no, but the words don’t mean a thing

I’m not in control

I’m like an overthrown king

I tell myself no

I tell myself no no no no no oh