Energy, reality, combined with creativity
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Engulfed in popularity with everyone he knows
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Dripping in humanity, exactly what a friend should be
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At least that's how it used to be before he hit the stone
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Shooting up shooting down
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Stealing hurting just to pay for what he needs to live his day
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Injecting all his cares away and nodding off the time
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Banging up what used to be a life of high prosperity
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Complete enraged insanity for a nauseating high
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Shooting up shooting down
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Shooting up shooting down
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(The claw hangs just above your head
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Hypodermics gathered make your bed)
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Spending all of present time begging outside in the grime
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Colour turning slightly lime from hypodermic midnight snack
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Dignity is tossed aside as he finds a place to hide
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Detox without losing pride, he simply can't do that
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Shooting up shooting down
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Shooting up shooting down
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(The claw hangs just above your head
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Hypodermics gathered make your bed)
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Shooting up shooting down
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Shooting up shooting down
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Hypodermic Midnight Snack
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| Flotsam And Jetsam |
