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Brain damaged, I cant
find the Novocain in my blood.
All I really need is morphine,
and no one is providing for
my addiction.  I am addicted to love,
to pain, remorse, and the feeling of sorrow.
Rub salt in my eyes, cause thats all
anyone likes to do, some pain, please.
I get sent to hell when I really want peace
in a stone cold world, where pleasure is
a credit card swipe away. So what happen to the old days
where a sunset  is all we need? Now we need drugs,
skimpy skirts, and television to make us happy.
All this american dream is lost in our wallets,
and our dreams is buyable for a easy
payment of 4.95. So does that mean I can buy
my dreams? I think its all in my head. I know it is
cause in the real world no one is happy, except
when the money hungry feeds
on the those who are debt to hell.
I am in my dusty dark corner,
smoking it through a cigarettes.
15.65 a day for three packs, and it doesn’t
matter anymore.  This is all I live for, and its
filled with thousands of poison
and this is my pleasure, so don’t you dare
try to take the addiction from me,
or the money whores will come after you.
So leave me and my cigarette alone,
leave me out of the real world.

Description
Brain damaged, I cant
find the Novocain in my blood.
All I really need is morphine,
and no one is providing for
my addiction.  I am addicted to love,
to pain, remorse, and the feeling of sorrow.
Rub salt in my eyes, cause thats all
anyone likes to do, some pain, please.
I get sent to hell when I really want peace
in a stone cold world, where pleasure is
a credit card swipe away. So what happen to the old days
where a sunset  is all we need? Now we need drugs,
skimpy skirts, and television to make us happy.
All this american dream is lost in our wallets,
and our dreams is buyable for a easy
payment of 4.95. So does that mean I can buy
my dreams? I think its all in my head. I know it is
cause in the real world no one is happy, except
when the money hungry feeds
on the those who are debt to hell.
I am in my dusty dark corner,
smoking it through a cigarettes.
15.65 a day for three packs, and it doesn’t
matter anymore.  This is all I live for, and its
filled with thousands of poison
and this is my pleasure, so don’t you dare
try to take the addiction from me,
or the money whores will come after you.
So leave me and my cigarette alone,
leave me out of the real world.