Junkie
Henry Morris
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Dead look in their eyes
These people are strange to me
Sink into the floor I'm a junkie now
I look up from the smoke
She dances in front of me
The glass table is broken
She's floating now
My head in my hands
I'm on fire again
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She follows me down the hall
These walls are all watching me
My legs begin to crawl
I'm a monkey now
(With a 5 shooter)
A thin man dressed in black
Blocking the door from me
He said he'd seen me in fact
I'd meet him again
In a strange place
The blood rushed from my face
His catty was ivory
God help me
She pulled me up from this place
I must be sober now
My head in my hands
I'm on fire again