Junkie Girl
Surviving Shadows: Navigating a Fractured World with a Junkie's Resilience
Lyrics
In the good old bad part of this college town
In the rough, disadvantaged area of this college town
Men in business suits they run you down
Successful, powerful men in suits are indifferent or hostile
You take their money just like you take mine
You accept money from them, just as you do from me
You send it bubbling down the thin blue line
You spend the money on drugs, contributing to law enforcement
It doesn't matter how it got this way
The reasons for the current situation are irrelevant
'Cause we could make it through this thing together
Despite challenges, we could overcome difficulties together
I know you're laughing but I got to say
You may find it amusing, but I need to express
Now I still want you maybe more than ever
I still desire you, perhaps more than ever
No fooling it's a fucked up world
The world is messed up, no denying it
So be cool my little junkie girl
Stay composed, my troubled drug-addicted companion
The cops are out to shut the district down
Police aim to close down the area associated with drug use
I comb the ruins of your stomping grounds
I search through the remnants of where you frequent
Stanyan Street looking like that third world war
The streets resemble a war zone
You come up blazing like an open sore
You appear suddenly, like a painful, visible wound
Now I believe you but I got to know
I believe you, but I need an explanation
How come the right side of your brain is hurting
Why does the right side of your brain hurt?
So take me with you baby when you go
Take me with you when you depart
Through to the white side of your China curtain
To the unknown, hidden side of your life
No fooling it's a fucked up world
The world is messed up, no denying it (repeated)
So be cool my little junkie girl
Stay composed, my troubled drug-addicted companion (repeated)
In the good old bad part of this college town
In the rough, disadvantaged area of this college town (repeated)
Men in grey limousines will drive you down
Men in luxurious cars will bring you down
You take their money just like you take mine
You accept money from them, just as you do from me (repeated)
Where does it get you on that thin blue line
Where does it lead you on that path of law enforcement?
Now I can hardly hear you anymore
I can barely perceive you now
Your eyes are empty and your voice is hollow
Your emotions are vacant, and your words lack substance
I see you waving from a distant shore
I observe you from a distance, signaling farewell
And where you're going I don't dare to follow
I'm hesitant to follow you to your uncertain destination
No fooling that's another world
Undoubtedly, that's a different reality
Good luck my little junkie girl
Best of luck, my troubled drug-addicted companion
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