Down, Down, Down (P. Ståhlgren)

          Kick’n off your shoes a long way from home
            I don’t wanna know where ya coming from
  I see your bags are packed with stuffed animals and crack
        I only wanna hear let’s smoke them all tonight
                    It’s gonna be a long way down
                           A long way down
                           A long way down

    I feel it swirl around my head, pretty soon we’ll all be dead
The night is full of empty tracks, makes no difference we’ll never last.
     Before I drift away again, into my world, my broken sense
                           At least it’s gonna be
                             A long way down
                             A long way down
                            Down, down, down…