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Here I lie in my hospital bed, |
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Tell me, Sister Morphine, when are you coming round again. |
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Oh, I don't think I can wait that long, |
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Oh, you see I'm not that strong. |
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The scream of the ambulance is sounding in my ears. |
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Tell me, Sister Morphine, how long have I been lying here ? |
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What am I doing in this place ? |
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Why does the doctor have no face ? |
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Oh, I can't crawl across the floor. |
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Can't you see, Sister Morphine, I'm just trying to score. |
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Well, it just goes to show things are not what they seem. |
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Please, Sister Morphine, turn my nightmare into dreams. |
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Oh, can't you see I'm fading fast |
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And that this shot will be my last. |
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Sweet Cousin Cocaine, lay your cool hands on my head. |
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Hey, Sister Morphine, you'd better make up my bed |
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For you know and I know in the morning I'll be dead, |
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And you can sit around and you can watch the clean white sheets stain red. |