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so hard to quit but you'll never admit. You're the junkie. There's no reasoning why 'cause the mirror don't lie. You're the junkie You crave for the needle to stick in your vein. Can't wait for the
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. Unattached we can choose. We choose to lose it every time Now were heading for a fall. And a double takes it all. A stranger rolls a double 5. And everyone's a junkie. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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Turnpike Lane, Turnpike Lane. You spiked my arm. But you missed the vein. Now it's all gone. But the scars remain Junkie doll, stuck on you. My junkie doll Turnham Green, Turnham Green. You
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speed (no). I don't need no heroin (no thanks). I don't want no coke (not today). You can keep ketamine (Yeah) I'm a bassline Junkie (What?). I'm a bassline junkie (Tell them again). I'm a bassline
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I wasn't going that far. The junkie slip!. I said I wasn't doin' it. The junkie slip!. Yea thought I'd find a rhythm in the junkie town. Thought I'd find a rhythm when the junkies hang around
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I wasn't going that far. The junkie slip!. I said I wasn't doin' it. The junkie slip!. Yea thought I'd find a rhythm in the junkie town. Thought I'd find a rhythm when the junkies hang around
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junkie you've got to have more. it's a pleasure machine. and you fly every night. but the dressing room mirror don't lie. they love you but you're in love with the spotlight. you're the spotlight kid
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your old man. . Hey, little junkie girl. Oh hey, little junkie girl. Your daddy sends you money for your world. . Used to have dreams, but. Makin' scenes is what you seem to do. All your little
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Bài hát Johnny Cash Junkie - Brooks, Dunn. I grew up on Waylon, Willie and the Stones. Soundtrack to my life is a hillbilly song. Old boys like Merle, that man in black. Said what they wanted, never
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. This Muscle Junkie. Tied me down. . And cut my limbs. Stuff them with air. I won't, I won't, I can't. Breath here. . So lick the magazines. With sweat. And pour money. Into their blank heads
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a man in the front row. Sent down by the mob with a gun. For 'Kid Gloves', 'Kid Gloves', I'm back out on the street. 'Kid Gloves', the master to the beat. 'Kid Gloves', I'll do anything but dive
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He had eyes of the poor wild and hungry. Stood outside of the store shy and clumsy. Saw an electric guitar he got hooked from the start. That's what it did. To the back street kid It's a
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, your voices rough. Then you learn the lesson. That it's cool to be so tough Handle with kid gloves. Handle with kid gloves. Then you learn the lessons. Taught in school won't be enough Put on your
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, your voices rough. Then you learn the lesson. That it's cool to be so tough Handle with kid gloves. Handle with kid gloves. Then you learn the lessons. Taught in school won't be enough Put on your
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What's this a-here goin all around town. The people they say they're gonna put the kid down. Oh no. Oh look at what you did. You can call it what you want to. I call it messin' with the kid
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