| Living here in a park in a cardbord box
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| And I got a can of cat food
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| All these squirrels and pigeons are my friends
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| And I got a date this friday night with a homeless girl
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| She says she could get the best shit around
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| All we gotta do is go downtown
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| I’m riding the herion train
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| I’m riding my broken dream
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| Can’t you see the tracks on my veins
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| I’m riding the herion train
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| Disconnected with my friends and family
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| I never thought that I would need them
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| I know I gotta get another fucking quick fix
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| Theres my girlfriends sucking some ones else dick
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| All I need is to his another spot
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| Follow the tracks all the way to my black heart
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| I’m riding the herion train
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| I’m riding my broken dream
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| I never thought I would end up to be a fucking junky
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| I never thought I would end up to be a fucking
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| Laying here on a gurby facing the sky
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| An overdose call I suicide
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| I tapped the vein for one last time
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| Life really never had a reason or a rhyme
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| My homeless bitch is crying over me
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| All I know the needle set me free
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| I’m riding the herion train
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| I’m riding my broken dream
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| Can’t you see the tracks on my veins
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| I’m riding the herion train
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| I never thought I would end up to be a fucking junky
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| I never thought I would end dead as a junky |