He's got plenty of drugs
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But he can't find his guitar
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Winds up drowning in puke
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Or with a needle hanging out of his arm
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This is plea for drugs
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This is a plea for booze
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This is a plea for junk
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Anything I can use
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I'll shoot junk in my eye
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I can't die
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Whoops- I'm already dead!
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Maggots are writhing inside my head
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This is plea for drugs
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This is a plea for booze
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This is a plea for junk
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Anything I can use
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Desperate for anything
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Anything I can use
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A plea for drugs
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An appeal from me to you
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There is nothing you can do
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I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die...
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See me failing, see me sprawling, see me...go through your purse
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See me crying, see me dying, see me....ride off in a hearse
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This is a plea for drugs
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This is an appeal from me to you
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There is nothing you can do
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I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die...
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I'm pathetic! Yet magnetic!
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That is until the drugs are gone
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Then I am a total dick until I get a good load on
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Don't want to fucking shoot myself, that would be a mess
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I really should O.D. on junk, I think that would be best!
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This is plea for drugs
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This is a plea for booze
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This is a plea anything
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Anything I can use
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A plea for drugs
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An appeal from me to you
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There is nothing you can do
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I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die...
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Destroyed
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| GWAR |
