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You're so cold |
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Trapped inside |
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Your private hell a slave to need |
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I don't know |
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What it's like |
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To be most likely to succeed |
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Only your boyfriend uses you said, black resin on your hands |
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Your skin started looking yellow, eyes deep hollow circles |
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No need to lie to me .... |
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I was just a friend |
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Still you wouldn't admit it ....till the night |
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I found you |
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Black & Blue up your whole arm |
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Blood and tears both stain the marble floor |
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Nothing but a shadow where my friend once stood |
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God it must feel good |
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For you to throw your life away |
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You were evicted |
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I too you in... to nurse you back to life |
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Repaid by a night in a jail cell, for your stash in my car |
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Otside the bank |
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I knew You wouldn't pay me back |
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Gave you one last present then |
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I sent you packing |
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Black & Blue up your whole arm... |
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Two whole years |
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Not one word |
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I wonder where you are right now |
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Are you incarcerated doing time? |
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Are you popping uppers in a mental ward? |
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Are you dragging a red shopping cart down |
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Sunset Boulevard |
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Puffing a smoke found at the bus stop? |
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Are you strapped down at a hospital while doctors check your bile |
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Waiting for a heart, liver or kidney? |
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Are you passed out in a park bathroom head bleeding on the floor? |
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Are you over it? |
