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I haven't slept in days
Can't stand on my own feet
Visionis nothing buthaze
I stick the needle in my vein
And feel a cold chill
I decent into my bed
Nothing is what i feel
It's my baby brothers birthday
I'm no where to be seen
He calls me up in sadness
Begging me to get clean
I'm not exactly sure
How i ended up in the mix
Sold my father Rolex
to get my next fix
It was a present he gave me
On his death bed
" Make me proud son"
Were the last words he said
This dark place I've found
Felt like it had no end
I was alone with out a light
till along came a friend
I suck that needle in my arm
As i do every night
Life i could care less about
i gave up the fight
Tomorrow is mybirthday
But I'm not getting older
I'm celebrating the fact
That I'm 4 years sober
I haven't slept in days
Can't stand on my own feet
Visionis nothing buthaze
I stick the needle in my vein
And feel a cold chill
I decent into my bed
Nothing is what i feel
It's my baby brothers birthday
I'm no where to be seen
He calls me up in sadness
Begging me to get clean
I'm not exactly sure
How i ended up in the mix
Sold my father Rolex
to get my next fix
It was a present he gave me
On his death bed
" Make me proud son"
Were the last words he said
This dark place I've found
Felt like it had no end
I was alone with out a light
till along came a friend
I suck that needle in my arm
As i do every night
Life i could care less about
i gave up the fight
Tomorrow is mybirthday
But I'm not getting older
I'm celebrating the fact
That I'm 4 years sober
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