| I ain’t slept in seven days, haven’t ate in three
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| Methamphetamine has got a damn good hold of me
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| My tweaker friends have got me to the point of no return
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| I just took the lighter to the bulb and watched it burn
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| This life of sin has got me in
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| Well it’s got me back in prison once again
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| I used my only phone call to contact my daddy
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| I got twenty long years for some dust in a baggie
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| Well if I would have listened to what Mom and Papa said
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| I wouldn’t be locked up in prison, troubled in the head
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| I took that little pop and sucked until my mind was spun
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| I got twenty years to sit and think of what I’ve done
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| This life of sin has got me in
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| Well it’s got me back in prison once again
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| I used my only phone call to contact my daddy
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| I got twenty long years for some dust in a baggie
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| Sometimes I sit and wonder where my little life went wrong
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| These old jailhouse blues have got me singing this old song
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| My life is a disaster, Lord and I feel so ashamed
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| In here where they call by a number, not a name
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| This life of sin has got me in
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| Well it’s got me back in prison once again
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| I used my only phone call to contact my daddy
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| I got twenty long years for some dust in a baggie
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| I used my only phone call to contact my daddy
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| I got twenty long years for some dust in a baggie |