Confederate Days
Angelo Fiaretti
Watch your step, I come down hard
And babe I stand, I don't open up
Blow it on the evidence
Think about it hasn't happened yet
I was what I thought
I'm not I'm not
What I thought
I was I was
What I thought
I'm not I'm not
Confederate, I'm sick and hurt
Yeah, I'm down, down, down
Check out the ashtray
Wake me up in the bed here
Clean me up when my fix is here
Wait, it's just a fill
That demotion, I'll be quick
And it's fear, I'm just a fix
You don't need me like I think
I was what I thought
I'm not I'm not
What I thought
I was I was
What I thought
I'm not I'm not
What I thought what I had
I was what I thought
I'm not I'm not
What I thought
I was I was
What I thought
I'm not I'm not