Alright You've got a whole lot of trouble Running in your veins Say it right here, right now You give drugs a bad name So while I just hit him You can
Found my way to the highway I don't wanna tell you the state I'm in I've had too much to smoke Too much to drink, where have I been? I feel like stars
Have they come to spill my blood? Have they come to sentence me? Will I leave here with my life, my Lord If the law men capture me? Have they come to
Drugs-N-Alkahol, baby, ahh Uhh, mm, that's funky, ohh Huh, I'm Mr. What the fuck you lookin' at I'm Mr. Quick to run and get the gat Treat you like the
I bite my nails until they bleed. I close my eyes, I disappear. She was my heroin; she was my love and hate. She was perfection in a pill that takes me
Dope Speed Pills Drugs Back then there was no question The house on the corner never runs, runs out of supply Pharmacy's in the basement Their mother
The devil's driving my car tonigh and he's drunk He's pissed he's mad I don't care wich of you He f**ks up I've played with fire And the matches they
The Drugs Don't Work - Performed by Howie Day (originally performed by The Verve) all this talk of getting old it's getting me down my lord like a cat
Spill hyt & hold kjeft
Spill hoyt & hold kjeft
Old Reilly stole a stallion But they caught him and they brought him back And they laid him down on the jailhouse ground With an iron chain around
Water's leaking from the creek above Makes me shaky Pacing in the flood The water's leaking Goin' down in my tears I am drowning in my fears Keep my
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Chorus 1] It's (it's) be (be) cause (cause) of (of) these drugs I do; that's why I do the things, I do Be.. cause.. of.. these drugs I do; that's why
All this talk of gettin' old It's gettin' me down my love Like a cat in a bag, waitin' to drown This time I'm comin' down And I hope you're thinkin' of
Knowing less is worth more than knowing everything Wish I was ignorant I'm leaving now, I'll go home and wait for you To call him instead of me I'll go
We're lost love with nothing to give. Our hearts are over-medicated. An overdosed America. Sharing a closet with our skeletons. And in being needed, not
[Verse 1] Damn Ma I love you like a lie I get a rush from your touch, Sort of like a high I used to adore your presence but now I'm like goodbye Used