The Juliana Hatfield Three - Become What You Are

Addicted

I think I'm addicted (addicted).
Gotta have it every day.
I think I'm addicted (addicted).
Diggin' up what I threw away.

My body is a shell.
A broke an empty shell.
A chemical well.
A little private hell.

I can't take this lying down.
I can't handle this waitin' around.
Karl Wallenda said it right.
Walkin' a wire is the only life.

I think I'm addicted (addicted).
I got an insatiable need.
I think I'm addicted (addicted).
Finally it happened to me.

The skeleton trees
Remind me of me.
They've got no leaves
To make the air we breathe.

I can't take this lying down.
I can't handle this waitin' around.
Hack another year off my life.
Take my money, take my knife.

I don't wanna die.
I don't wanna die.
Don't watch me cry.
I don't wanna die.

I can't take this lying down.
I can't handle this waitin' around.
Hack another year off my life.
Take my money, take my knife

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Writer(s): Juliana Hatfield
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