| You could hear every cigarette she ever smoked when she spoke
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| I carried that «NO» that she gave me in the palm of my hand
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| I put it in my notebook than ripped it out and put it in the garbage can
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| She said you’re either on it or you haven’t tried it
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| It’s a six second high and you’ll do anything to get back to the pilot
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| Forget a diet, forget exercise and a meal
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| Lose 10 pounds in 10 minutes with a needle
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| Money, fame, heroin, if god made anything better he kept it to himself
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| Take away 6 problems for 6 six seconds 6 times a day with the devils help
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| He had a goof ball trance and a codeine dance
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| He was on his belts last loop, a skeleton with pants
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| She liked to tie his tourniquet, you could call it romance
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| Junk sick morning, cough syrup for breakfast
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| She used to take paper clips and Prozac pills and make a necklace
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| He waited half a cigarette then said «what do you want from me?
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| I don’t have anything plus I’m running out of veins and money
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| The only thing he owned was a loose tooth and a kidney stone
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| He didn’t have a home just a earthbound ghost and a bag of bones
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| So he boiled that brown water and salivated for that feeling
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| As bed bugs and scorpions rained down from the ceiling
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| She said I GOT THE FEAR, I got the fear
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| She ran to the bathroom and saw a ghost in the mirror
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| He said I GOT THE FEAR, I got the fear
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| He ran to bathroom and saw an old man in the mirror
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| She said during withdrawal everything is blue
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| He said during a fix everything is new
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| Control only leads to more control kind of like heroin
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| No more clothes there only apparel is skin
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| They say they wanna quit but without methadone they won’t
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| Veins come back but brain cells don’t
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| He’d trade those 6 seconds of winning for 23 hours of losing
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| She said selling is more of a habit than using
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| Do not sell the product to the consumer, sell the consumer to the product
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| Make the customer cut down the trees than sell them the sawdust
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| Diamonds are tears, rubies are blood
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| They say gold is in the river if you’ll pan through the mud
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| His veins are full of galloping horses
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| His wife’s at home she wants to divorce him
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| Cause out of syringes thought he could build a fortress
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| Toothless old women face and cancelled eyes but he’s gorgeous
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| Stigmata from his needle wounds, he’s crucified on two tourniquets
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| God’ll save em if the ambulance comes and the gurneys are quick
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| She said I have a cure for apathy and no body cares
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| He listens for the sirens and no bodies there
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| She said I GOT THE FEAR, I got the fear
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| She ran to the bathroom and saw a ghost in the mirror
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| He said I GOT THE FEAR, I got the fear
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| He ran to bathroom and saw a ghost in the mirror
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| Coke bugs, she’s got the horror
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| Oh Holy Spirit won’t you help me pray for her
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| Magdalene forgives, mother Mary is crying
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| Kidney stone the size of the hope diamond
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| Sometimes they use coke to cope
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| The hands clean the hands but what cleans the soap
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| I don’t know but I think it’s called hope
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| Pack up the junk and kick the dope
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| You’ll get clean this lifetime or the next
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| Don’t worry though we all pass the test |