Grace’s Estate Lyrics

Rolling over I rolled out of the bed I am scratched and bled
I've been misled

Curled up in a corner was her coat a big cat skin
Synthetic sin

And once again I'm in flame

I gather all of my clothes from the couch and the floor Deckard - Grace’s Estate - http://motolyrics.com/deckard/graces-estate-lyrics.html
It was polished wood the shine was good

I'm half way out of the door as she stirs and calls
I must use the loo good day to you

And once again I'm in flame

And once again I find myself strung out and hung over