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sunkeneyed girl on the ludlow street
junkieland once but they swept it up so
singing my mind singing you're so sweet
i need a bundle of dope just to numb it out
'cause i'm feeling so good that it hurts my skin
feeling so good i could do myself in

you are the drinks i drink and keep drinking and lay down tremble
all of the blinks i blink and keep blinking and fall down stumble
all these fears are bound to fall

i'm no prize for you
no trophy too
keep walking through
and i'm not worth a dime
i'll drag you down
don't waste your time

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