Jan 25, 2006 18:31
Lying in my plastic bed,
thinking how things weren't so cool to me.
My baby likes to shoot pool,
I like lying naked in my bedroom, tying on the dinosaur tonight,
it used to be so cool.
Now I got that needle, I can shake, but I can't breathe.
Take it away, but I want more and more.
One day I'm gonna lose the war.
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