Rule No. 7 Lyrics – A 1000 Days Gone
Singer: A 1000 Days Gone
Title: Rule No. 7
Oh well
I’m going to hell
I ain’t coming back
I sold my soul
To the devil
Lost my self-respect
And I’m high on whiskey bells
As I inhale
These hand-rolled cigarettes
I heard sex sells
So I exhaled
And bought some triple xyz
She was just like the rain
When she goes down on me
Again and again
She’s got me drowning
Oh well
I’m going to hell
There’s no room in heaven
No room at the inn
‘Cuz I’m a sinner
I broke Rule Number 7
Thou shalt not pass
Through thе gates
All ties have been sеvered
So, oh well
I’m going to hell
For a little taste of heaven
Oh, this red light delight
I picked up on the street
Loving like this
It don’t come cheap
So, oh well
I’m going to hell
I ain’t coming back
I sold my soul
To the devil
Lost my self-respect
And I’m high on whiskey bells
As I inhale
These hand-rolled cigarettes
I heard sex sells
So I exhaled
And bought some triple xyz
She was just like the rain
When she goes down on me
Again and again
She’s got me drowning
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