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Addicted

Can't sleep for thinkin'

Can't wake for drinkin'

this place that I live in

to expensive to be in.

 

I tried just a taste

but that wasn't enough.

If I don't stop it now

I'll be back livin' rough.

 

Over populated streets at night.

For a doorway to sleep in

I'll have to fight and

hide under a blanket

until it gets light.

 

and repeat verse 3

 

Kaydee.

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Written by
SazKells
Other / Lancashire. UK
Published
Mar 17, 2019
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15·68
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Addiction

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#addiction#homeless#rough#sleepers#alcohol#drugs#shelter#mind
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