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Drugs don't work
All this talk of getting older
It´s getting me down my love
Like a cat in a bag, waithing to drown
This time i´m comming down.
And I hope you thinking on me as you lay down on your side
Now the drugs don´t work, they just make you worse
I know I see your face again, I know I see your face again
Couse baby ooh, if heaven calls, com in to
As like you said
If you leave my live than I´m bether of dead...
<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3
All this talk of getting older
It´s getting me down my love
Like a cat in a bag, waithing to drown
This time i´m comming down.
And I hope you thinking on me as you lay down on your side
Now the drugs don´t work, they just make you worse
I know I see your face again, I know I see your face again
Couse baby ooh, if heaven calls, com in to
As like you said
If you leave my live than I´m bether of dead...
<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3
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