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”I can’t help but to help myself I’m losing my mind I need help
filling my mind with doubt I’d do anything to get out”

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1 Kommentti artikkelille “Mary Magdalan – Rehab”

  1. Huumebiisit kirjoitti:

    Nää on kyllä aika häijyt:

    ”hello hi my name is Mary and I’m an addict
    I’ve been sober now for………….24 hours
    I just have some issues

    I just took some benzedrine Percoset codeine
    dusted up smoked some weed candy flipped
    and popped in Visine
    so my timing may be off I vaporize to fuel the cough
    adrenaline is pressuring Doctor bring the medicine
    some ketamine Vicodin Xanax and anthrax
    I’m hiding all my needle tracks I’m fighting off heart attacks
    nosebleeds cheap speed shitty weed all seed
    gettin frisky dirty deeds sippin whiskey on my knees
    about 2 burn out crooked mouth turned out on another bout
    I’m chillin in a glass house pourin another glass out
    I’m goin in my stash now there ain’t nothin I ain’t using
    GHB LSD Valium and Ecstasy
    Pop mescaline with Mexicans
    put ether in my napkin
    I’ve got so many skeletons I’m a chemical reaction
    I’m pissed off pissed on express addiction through this song
    half my memory is gone the X in me lets me belong

    I can’t help but to help myself I’m losing my mind I need help
    filling my mind with doubt I’d do anything to get out

    5 AM fully geeked sweat tricklin down my cheek
    mouth bone dry can’t even speak the cover girl for heroin chic
    the enemy inside of me pressures me intentionally
    coke wench tweeker b*tch c**ktease
    best friend park bench make the switch some of these
    a few of them I wake up bent my money spent
    how’m I gonna pay my rent
    my sugar daddy needs the ends
    my dealer is my new best friend
    waking up in strangers’ beds with these voices in my head
    drunk c*nt coke blunts junkie bitch bathroom bumps
    homeless broken out of luck and really jus don’t give a sh*t
    uneffective unemployed unstable null and void
    my vanity has been destroyed the famine keeps me paranoid
    blacked out white lines highballs crooked spine
    comatose overdose took it to the borderline
    sirens ambulance doctors cuttin off my pants
    black & blue in ICU I’ve got a fifty-fifty chance

    I can’t help but to help myself I’m losing my mind I need help
    filling my mind with doubt I’d do anything to get out
    dope fiend quarantine feed me caffeine nicotine
    trade it 4 some Thorazine morphine or dopamine
    itchy veins Novocaine stop these voices in my brain
    as my muscles start to strain help me Lord am I insane
    fix me quick suck my d*ck your counseling makes me sick
    answer me where’s my sh*t tell me what you did with it
    I can’t stop shaking feel my twitch
    I can’t stop shaking feel my twitch
    I can’t stop shaking feel my twitch
    I hate U all U f**kin b*tch

    I can’t help but to help myself I’m losing my mind I need help
    filling my mind with doubt I’d do anything to get out”