manos crispadas me confinan al exilio.
ayúdame a no pedir ayuda.
me quieren anochecer, me van a morir.
ayúdame a no pedir ayuda.
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i'm on the dark side
of the road .
of the road .
i don't know just where i'm going but i'm gonna try for the kingdom, if i can 'cause it makes me feel like i'm a man when i put a spike into my vein and i'll tell ya, things aren't quite the same when i'm rushing on my run and i feel just like jesus' son and i guess that i just don't know and i guess that i just don't know i have made the big decision i'm gonna try to nullify my life 'cause when the blood begins to flow when it shoots up the dropper's neck when i'm closing in on death and you can't help me now, you guys and all you sweet girls with all your sweet talk you can all go take a walk and i guess that i just don't know and i guess that i just don't know i wish that i was born a thousand years ago i wish that i'd sail the darkened seas on a great big clipper ship going from this land here to that in a sailor's suit and cap away from the big city where a man can not be free of all of the evils of this town and of himself, and those around oh, and i guess that i just don't know ah, and i guess that i just don't know heroin, be the death of me heroin, it's my wife and it's my life because a mainer to my vein leads to a center in my head and then i'm better off and dead because when the smack begins to flow i really don't care anymore about all the jim-jim's in this town and all the politicians makin' crazy sounds and everybody puttin' everybody else down and all the dead bodies piled up in mounds 'cause when the smack begins to flow then i really don't care anymore ah, when the heroin is in my blood and that blood is in my head then thank god that i'm as good as dead then thank your god that i'm not aware and thank god that a just don't care and i guess i just don't know and i guess i just don't know .
it' all in her mind
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