Paroles Bikeage de Decendants

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Running out of time again.
Where did you go wrong time.
When your problems overwhelm you go get drunk, it's party time.
Take a quaalude, relax you mind relax your body too.
Run from your problems but you never get away.
Nobody loves and you wonder why.

Sitting with your mouth full of beer your eyes are glazed, face is red.
Who's going to pick you up and use you for tonight?

When your on the streets with a needle in your arm, selling your body for another fix.
Who's going to pick you up and take you home with them tonight?

You're running out of breath again. You're not an old maid you're only fiveteen.
Your loosing your little girl's charm.
Cry all night but you'll never get it back.
Don't be afraid, it's not too late save yourself.
I need you here wearing off, wearing out.
I can't think about this cause it makes me sick.

Sitting with your mouth full of beer your eyes are glazed, face is red.
Who's going to pick you up and use you for tonight?
Not me.
Not me.

When your on the streets with a needle in your arm, selling your body for another fix.
Who's going to pick you up and take you home with them tonight?
Not me.
Not me.
Not me.
Not me.
Not me.
Not me.
Not me.

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