| I go for drinks with the thieves on these streets
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| They take what they want then they let me free
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| I used to be a well respected man, from new york city to san fran
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| I write about the visions i see
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| While you do penance for the lord down on your knees
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| That stuff is going to kill you but probably won’t tonight
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| So i sit back and you get high
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| I play the guitar and you sing your songs to me
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| 7 hours awake and 17 asleep
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| Used to be a confidant girl
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| Before i came into your world
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| I write about the visions i see
|
| While you do penance for the lord down on your knees
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| That stuff is going to kill you but probably won’t tonight
|
| So i sit back and you get high
|
| I go for drinks with the thieves on these streets
|
| They take what they want then they let me free
|
| I used to be a well respected man, from new york city to san fran
|
| I write about the visions i see
|
| While you do penance for the lord down on your knees
|
| That stuff is going to kill you but probably won’t tonight
|
| So i sit back and you get high
|
| I play the guitar and you sing your songs to me
|
| 7 hours awake and 17 asleep
|
| Used to be a confidant girl
|
| Before i came into your world
|
| I write about the visions i see
|
| While you do penance for the lord down on your knees
|
| That stuff is going to kill you but probably won’t tonight
|
| So i sit back and you get high
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| Camouflaged by pretty faces
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| Dying cells and flooding basements
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| No one really knows where we are
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| So lets make a run for it
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| Swim back up to the surface
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| I’m terrified of leaving you alone
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| I write about the visions i see
|
| While you do penance for the lord down on your knees
|
| That stuff is going to kill you but probably won’t tonight
|
| So i sit back and you get high
|
| That stuff is going to kill you but probably won’t tonight
|
| So i sit back and you get high
|
| By pretty faces
|
| Dying cells and flooding basements
|
| No one really knows where we are
|
| So lets make a run for it
|
| Swim back up to the surface
|
| I’m terrified of leaving you alone
|
| I write about the visions i see
|
| While you do penance for the lord down on your knees
|
| That stuff is going to kill you but probably won’t tonight
|
| So i sit back and you get high
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| That stuff is going to kill you but probably won’t tonight
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| So i sit back and you get high |