Junkie
Will my hate kill me
Could this really be me
Oh, Yeah!
Will my knife bless me
Will my cancer thrill me
Could this really be me
Oh,Yeah !
Probably I look like a junkie
Although my mum calls me tankie
I'm only seventeen but I know my future days
Feeling deadly kiss on my face
I'm Junkie
Will my love ...
When my dead soul struggles to stay
I hunt a neon Christ, that's fuckin' O.K.
Do you know my love
Do you feel my love is gone
I can see the truth, I walk alone
I'm Junkie
Vistula mud is now my lover
Vistula mud is now my cover
Vistula mud is now my Eden
Vistula mud is now to me given
Probably I look like a junkie ...
When my dead soul ...
Will my love ...
I'm Junkie