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As i pass you on the street
I hear you whine, fuck, iâm so sick
Iâm sure donât have the flu
Fuck you, why donât you suck my dick
You donât look like youâre lying
Cos you really do look like shit
You canât get your life force flowing
Without another fucking hit
And another fucking hit
And another fucking hit
And another fucking hit
You keep control of your doorway
Wonât let anyone cut your grass
And look pathetic panning change
From businesscum as they pass
Looking for any sympathy
Like your real problem was really bad luck
Youâre all just pitiful losers
And thatâs why i donât give a fuck
Thatâs why i donât give a fuck
You knew that it was bad news
From the first time you did a whack
Now your fucked and whining
Cos youâre wired to shit on smack
And all the times you stuck up
Your fucking nose at all the facts
You were just proving to yourself
That you were on the wrong track
You said that with you it was different
And it was totally under control
You didnât realize just how fast
That garbage takes itâs toll
You laughed about the other losers
And said you didnât give a fuck
But it you thatâs now crying
That you didnât make your own luck
So you thought that you were different
And immune to a junkies fate
You donât even need to figure it out
Cos itâs already too fucking late
Some one will find you face down
Dead and stiff in a puddle of puke
And if iâm wrong and you survive
It will be a total fucking fluke