Jam that needle in your vein, Blood is in my sink again, Well I don?t wanna know what you had to do, To score the skag that?s killing you
You?re dead to me, You?re just a ghost, I?m haunted by the empty host, I?m waiting for my friends to die, I prefer like you?re not alive
Don?t call, I?m not home, And I don?t care if you?re alone, This time you?re on your own
All my friends are fucking high, Waiting for their turn to die, I see the scabs and I see the veins, Don?t tell me about the pain, Punk chicks are turning tricks, On Capp Street to score a fix, Twenty-five going on sixty-six, What is it baby? What is this?
Don?t call, I?m not home, And I don?t care if you?re alone, This time you?re on your own
Don?t call, I?m not home, And I don?t care if you?re alone, This time you?re on your own
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