I make a call So far to fall Restless craving Inundating
The summer snow but it's not cold Once it's tested thus infected
I've lost myself again I've lost myself again It's a nightmare But it's clear It will end but when?
The break of day I rot away With every breath I pray for death
Let me say Pepsi Generation A few lines of misinformation Watch your money flow away so quick To kill yourself properly Coke is it
Writer/s: PETER THOMAS STEELE
Publisher: Universal Music Publishing Group
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Zakk Hill Sr from Columbia,tennesseeNo not no one can or could or ever will fill your shoes Peter Steele you was and still are the one and only father of doom and gothic masters pieces and will always echo in my mind body and soul
"Friends In Low Places" by Garth Brooks was written by two Nashville songwriters after a meal in a local restaurant. One of them forgot his money, but said not to worry, "I have friends in low places. I know the cook."