G G7 This bed that I lay on is narrow and coldC G This sickness inside me, it tears at my soulG And the devil awaits me, he calls me his sonD For he knows I'm cornered and too weak to run [Verse 2]G G7 For I soon must return to my gutter of thrillsC G Where joy is the needle or a bottle of pillsD Where a man welcomes misery like an old friend from homeC G That he uses and abuses till the misery is gone [Verse 3]G G7 My mind's filled with torture my body's in painC G But the needle is warm as it sinks in my veinD G Just a matter of seconds then my mind will be freeD From the coldness and darkness that dominate me [Verse 4]G G7 But the freedom is short lived and then I'm aloneC G I must find the pusher but my money's all goneD Then the cycle of horror starts over once moreD D Oh God, don't let me suffer this misery no more
The Junkies Prayer
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