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Come on love, Come on drugs |
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I need the help, pick me up. |
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I'm feeling low, the alcohol |
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Is wearing off. |
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The cocaine wore a hole inside |
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My bitter soul, my foolish pride. |
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Call my pa, tell you saw me |
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Hangin here. |
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The blood it stains, |
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The carpet well, |
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You ran and told, |
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Somebody else. |
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But now its gone, |
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The need I felt, |
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The cocaine drug, |
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Inside my head. |
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Please leave me hangin here |
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Please leave me hangin here |
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Come on love, Come on drugs |
|
I need the help, pick me up. |
|
I'm feeling low, the alcohol |
|
Is wearing off. |
|
The blood it stains, |
|
The carpet well, |
|
You ran and told, |
|
Somebody else. |
|
But now its gone, |
|
The need I felt, |
|
The cocaine drug, |
|
Inside my head. |
|
Please leave me hangin here |
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Please leave me hangin here |
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Please leave me hangin here |
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Please leave me hangin here |
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Come on love, Come on drugs |
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I need the help, pick me up. |
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I'm feeling low, the alcohol |
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Is wearing off. |
