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Damn, a junkie never had it so bad |
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Didn't know what I wanted |
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But I know what I had - something |
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I never stood a goddamn chance |
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Just another victim of your fucked-up circumstance |
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You barely even knew my name |
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But I don't think it's such a goddamned shame |
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'Cause I don't care about anything |
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I just know |
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I wanna go down |
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When I know that I'm nothing |
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I wanna go down |
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Hearing all of your lies |
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I wanna go down |
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Gotta move, gotta make it inside |
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Though I know I might as well die |
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I know you'll never give nothing to me |
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'Cause it's my own damn responsibility |
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You're a habit that's hard to break |
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Mental addiction is my disability |
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I never saw nothing that I want |
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'Til you and nothing is what I got |
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Sometimes I think I'll forget about you |
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Then I remember |
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I wanna go down |
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When I know that I'm nothing |
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I wanna go down |
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Hearing all of your lies |
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I wanna go down |
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Gotta move, gotta make it inside |
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Though I know I might as well die |
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When I know that I'm nothing |
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I wanna go down |
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When I know that I'm nothing |
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I wanna go down |
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Hearing all of your lies |
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I wanna go down |
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Gotta move, gotta make it inside |
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Though I know I might as well die |