Lirik Junkie
To shoot in my vein
Would you give me some
To relieve the pain?
These city streets
Are drivinā me insane
I tried laundry detergent
But itās not the same
I need some food
To stuff in my face
But the garbage man
He took the trash away
These city streets
Are makinā me crazy
I tried to eat rocks
But they have no taste
My face is a wreck
My brainās decayed
I need a fix ān Iāll be OK
These city streets
Are makinā me crazy
Iām chewing on glass but I
Donāt even bleed
I donāt even bleed
I donāt even bleed
I donāt even bleed
Iāll pray tonight
To the king of kings
Wonāt you pull me out
Iād rehabilitate those city streets
You know I canāt keep straight
Will I murder somebody?
Well ya canāt fool fate
Ya canāt fool fate
Ya canāt fool fate
No, you canāt fool fate
I need some help, I need some help,
Iām falling apart
Will I die in my sleep
Or will I live in the streets
In agony?