| Just cause I don’t wake up with a bottle
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| And my blood don’t know the fire of cocaine
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| Just cause my skin don’t know the sting of a needle
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| That don’t mean that I don’t know the pain
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| Cause I’ve taken hits, woke up hungover
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| Gone on benders, stone cold sober
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| Slammed the door right off the hinges
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| Hotel rooms and midnight binges
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| Wrecked my life, had too much
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| Of things I swore I’d never touch
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| So don’t tell me I’ve never done the hard stuff
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| Cause I’ve done love
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| I’ve done love
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| I don’t get my fix in some back alley
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| My tongue still knows the taste of ecstasy
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| We’re all on the road to chasing happy
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| But it ain’t a thrill inside a pill that makes a junkie out of me
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| Cause I’ve taken hits, woke up hungover
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| Gone on benders, stone cold sober
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| Slammed the door right off the hinges
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| Hotel rooms and midnight binges
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| Wrecked my life, had too much
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| Of things I swore I’d never touch
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| So don’t tell me I’ve never done the hard stuff
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| Cause I’ve done love
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| Yeah I’ve done love
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| Love, love what I need
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| Up so high but on my knees
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| In the dark and on the street
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| I’ve done love, or has it done me?
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| Love, love, what I need
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| Up so high but on my knees
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| In the dark and on the street
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| I’ve done love, or has it done me?
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| I’ve taken hits, woke up hungover
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| On a bender, stone cold sober
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| Slammed the door right off the hinges
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| Hotel rooms and midnight binges
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| I touched the sky, I had it all
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| I had too much, I had withdrawal
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| So don’t tell me I’ve never done the hard stuff
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| Cause I’ve done love
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| I’ve done love
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| Love, love what I need
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| Up so high but on my knees
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| In the dark and on the street
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| I’ve done love, or has it done me? |