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Somebody told me you're a junkie now And that you've always been a junkie Man I never would've guessed that I used to sit around and wonder how People fall into a trap just to stumble like the fourth time And it's all a piece of a harmony To fall Texas servity Second nature to the youth scene It's a must see Understand it's a curse You've got trouble in your blood Letras de cancionesWrite a song second verse Underneath it there's a love Recognize the things you do You're making mess for baby, you know who It sounds impossible but man it's true You are the back, the back seat of this town I bought your record out on cherry red It wasn't good well it was great I believed it was the next step Somebody phoned and said the dream is dead He's just busy counting coppers Man it makes me see red And it's all a part of a balance set You don't deserve all the love you have It's the fruit of life, but you throw it away like candy Understand it's a curse You've got trouble in your blood Write a song second verse Underneath it there's a love Recognize the things you do You're making mess for baby, you know who Understand it's a curse You've got trouble in your blood Write a song second verse Underneath it there's a love Recognize the things you do You're making mess for baby, you know who It sounds impossible but man it's true You are the back, the backseat of this town I've been boxing a match for one Seven days in the Berlin sun All kinds of money and too much time I've been running Around once with town in a circle game Double fists and a single shame Oh, I am lost and lonely in the arms of London She cries I never would've done it I never would've lied I never would've done it I never would've slashed my parent's trust I never would've slashed my parent's trust I never would've done it I never would've lied I never would've done it I never would've slashed my parent's trust I never would've slashed my parent's trust If I thought for a moment you would leave me with my big dreams Slightly out of reach Techno on the beach I bet you ever seen my million dollar shirt You have to give it up and try The future you deny Underneath it all there's a motive to the voice Understand it's a curse You've got trouble in your blood Write a song second verse Underneath it there's a love Recognize the things you do You're making mess for baby, you know who Understand it's a curse You've got trouble in your blood Write a song second verse Underneath it there's a love Recognize the things you do You're making mess for baby, you know who It sounds impossible but man it's true You are the back, the backseat of this town From Letras Mania