Frida Lyrics

Frida, was blinded by the headlights

Her ankles were dancing with the cobbles on the floor

She was flying, above the Seel Street night life

And then Frida, she flew through the blue door

Head spinning

You're getting vodka on the walls

Hair's thinning

You can smell the bleach through the floors

It's 4 in the morning

And your friends have left your side

Why are these nosebleed nights out the only joy that you can find?

Frida, woke to the belly ache of hunger

Hungry for something, to satisfy her cravings

But she put Liquor in her coffee, when she begged to be T Total

And back to Friday night, she submits to her mistakes

Head spinning when you say no to the call

Dirty bedding, fever set in - giving up because

It's Friday night

And the end of your mistakes

As the stakes are heating up

No more gifts coz, guilts a taker

When all i want is a chance to save her

I called Frida, for a favour

But she was hooked on the poison I had gave her

It's four in the morning and your friends have left your side.

Why are these nosebleed nights out the only joy that you can find?

Another joy ride on the wrong side of the road

Getting older and it's happening alone

Need a needle but it means another night

Selling souls to the fathers as a vice 'coz

I called Frida

For a favour

But she was hooked on

The poison I had gave her