Songtext von Junkie

Junkie, what you live for Junkie, you junkie Gotta monkey on his back A craving nobody knows about Hopeless and dopeless, now that he's down and out Sicker than a dog again Suicidal, the smack ran out He found a dealer playing Russian roulette The cure is worse than the disease He’s long past caring if he dies He fills the needle, slams a shot, and then Squeezing the trigger, he closes his eyes, fire Junkie, what you live for Junkie, you'll gladly die for A dope-seeking missile Scoring and shooting all through the night Everyone knows that everyone runs outta luck Night yields the sky to the morning Time's up, he knew, so he said Get high or die, and then he was dead The cure is worse than the disease He’s long past caring if he dies He fills the needle, slams a shot, and then Squeezing the trigger, he closes his eyes Junkie, what you live for Junkie, you'll gladly die for Junkie, it's killing you, it's killing me Can't you see? Junkie, you junkie Man, I fell asleep [?] They stole my wallet Hey, man, ain't that a line? Junkie, whoa! Junkie Junkie Junkie