Neak On The New Blade

high fiddle high fiddle low fiddle low<br>there`s a ghost bound in my soul<br>high fiddle high fiddle low fiddle low<br>there`s a cold blade on mx crow<br>a crooked in my walk a stumble in my talk<br>is what i`m after little girl<br>metal on the red overcast in head<br>i`m goin` down an feelin` ill<br><br><br>high fiddle high fiddle low fiddle low<br>there`s a girl that i know<br>you ain`t never had one i don`t believe you will<br>this is your season for standin` still<br>metal on the red overcast in head<br>i`m goin` down an feelin` ill<br><br><br>see boys i`ve known her from way back<br>back when she was dead<br>tongues on fire spoke the word<br>darkness left her head<br>holy my other hand that`s a fuckin` joke<br>like steel cold knife on the bridge of strife<br>were the words i spoke