Syringes in My Sock Drawer

Tie it
Shoot it
Reload
Syringes
In the slums
Of San Francisco

Tie it shoot it reload
Syringes in the slums of San Francisco
My criminal mind
Lyrical dream
Living in a city where body bags scream
I have to tell you
It's better than it seems
We all dream
We all bleed

Rob your dreams
Kill your hope
The kid will be obliterated all alone
On gums
On your tongue
You're looking down the barrel of a hot smoking gun
It's stuck to your fucking lungs
All you wanna do
Is have some fun

In my time of dying drugs in my blood stream
Kill switch my MD
My bitter sweat cold sweat
Adrenaline Junkie

Tie it
Shoot it
Reload



Credits
Writer(s): David Erickson
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