Benjy Ferree - Blown Out (Gold Doubloons and Pcs of 8) lyrics

Come on come on where did she go She was just here I need to know She's the glue that holds me together She is my pirate treasure Are you my mother yes indeed One who makes me take off my hat in church The preacher said someone please silence the little bittie baby If I could keep up with appearances Running all over the silver screen But I was blown out at a ripe old age When I turned 17 I love you baby in the morn Since before the day you was born Now I need you that I'm hopeless The hole I'm in is bottomless You fill my Tank up with oil Soothing all my blistering boils While people arrive in warships To their place of worship Ever since The 1950s Things haven't been the same to me You're born with your own skin tone But you can't change your name no more Ice cubes spinning in a gla** Doors are slamming and closing A loud man is imposing My flesh is decomposing Do you even know my name Do you even know my secret I sold out my big brother for you You are perfect wearing blue If I could go back to the past I fear I'm running out of time Would I be crossing the line If I planned ahead and made you mine If I could keep up with appearances Running all over the silver screen But I was blown out at a ripe old age When I turned 17 Gold doubloons and pieces of 8 She is my pirate treasure