Junkie Song
from Heart & Arms by Julian Fulton
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lyrics
I don't need your number or your name
The things you're offering are all the same
I need something to ease the pain
I need something to ease the pain
Give me a shot of your finest heroin
Burn my freedom on a spoon, and inject it in my veins
When I'm high, I get by
When I'm sober, I cry
Sober, I'm insane
I can't feel anything
But hey, I can't complain
I have an itch I just can't scratch
I have a hunger waiting to attack
I need some dough so I can pick up a sack
Of the inner city's grandest snack
Give me a shot of your finest heroin
Burn my freedom on a spoon, and inject it in my veins
When I'm high, I get by
When I'm sober, I cry
Sober, I'm insane
I can't feel anything
But hey, I can't complain.
These track marks are racing up my arm
This ambulance is scurrying in alarm
Always promised my mama wouldn't do me no harm
But when you stick it to karma, karma sticks it to your heart
Give me a shot of your finest heroin
Burn my freedom on a spoon, and inject it in my veins
When I'm high, I get by
When I'm sober, I cry
Sober, I'm insane
I can't feel anything
But hey, I can't complain
Give me a shot of your finest heroin
Burn my freedom on a spoon, and inject it in my veins
When I'm high, I get by
When I'm sober, I cry
Sober, I'm insane
I can't feel anything
But hey, I can't complain
The things you're offering are all the same
I need something to ease the pain
I need something to ease the pain
Give me a shot of your finest heroin
Burn my freedom on a spoon, and inject it in my veins
When I'm high, I get by
When I'm sober, I cry
Sober, I'm insane
I can't feel anything
But hey, I can't complain
I have an itch I just can't scratch
I have a hunger waiting to attack
I need some dough so I can pick up a sack
Of the inner city's grandest snack
Give me a shot of your finest heroin
Burn my freedom on a spoon, and inject it in my veins
When I'm high, I get by
When I'm sober, I cry
Sober, I'm insane
I can't feel anything
But hey, I can't complain.
These track marks are racing up my arm
This ambulance is scurrying in alarm
Always promised my mama wouldn't do me no harm
But when you stick it to karma, karma sticks it to your heart
Give me a shot of your finest heroin
Burn my freedom on a spoon, and inject it in my veins
When I'm high, I get by
When I'm sober, I cry
Sober, I'm insane
I can't feel anything
But hey, I can't complain
Give me a shot of your finest heroin
Burn my freedom on a spoon, and inject it in my veins
When I'm high, I get by
When I'm sober, I cry
Sober, I'm insane
I can't feel anything
But hey, I can't complain
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from Heart & Arms,
released June 14, 2012
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