I'm worried I'll end up as I began Needles in my arm And a tall strange man
April 2012 The needles were inserted Into my bruising arms I was dehydrated I was hungry They pumped me full of sugars The doctor was a man Well over 40 He told me I didn't try hard enough
November 2014 Needles were pushed through my vulnerable skin My veins were pumped full of drugs I don't even know what I'm on I don't even care There's a man's face somewhere in the blur He's tall and has tattoos I feel his tongue in my mouth And his hands reaching for under my skirt I don't care I don't have to try anymore