I got a room full of books, a head full of voices
taking a second look at all these annoyances
detox, rehab, hip hop knee slap
can anyone tell me where the junkies go to relapse
I got eight shots and eighteen enemies
i put a needle in my arm everytime i feel the jelousy
the well is deep but its dryin up fast
so everyday i fill it up with the tears from my past
im finally down to my last second chance
my stance hard pressed to ask for a dance
but the drink in her hand says i could get in her pants
so i fling flirt and think till the engines out of gas
coast the car to a stop cuz shes got mental problems
a princess at first glance cuz her disguise is flawless
so i peel back the layers to get under her skin
under her sin sits another innocent person
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