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I Need My Stuff To Set Me Free
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I Need My Stuff To Set Me Free |
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LenMcC1 Member
since 1999-11-09
Posts 68 |
I Need My Stuff To Set Me Free It's One o' clock And he should be here I need my stuff But nobody's near I got my cash Rolled in my hand I'm Ready Why isn't he? I need my stuff to set me free Cops drive by And give me a stare They seem to know What I'm doing here Staring at the sun A freaky thought comes to mind If this is a setup I'll have to do time But I guess I can wait at least until 3 Cause I need my stuff to set me free He finally arrives At a quarter to five Hands me a bag And tells me the price I tell him I'm short That I'm so sorry But since I'm a repeat He says "no prob" Just pay him the next time I give him a job As I feel the rush Leaving my head I realize that I'd rather be dead I felt so good an hour ago But now I've regained My horrible soul Everyone tells me I've got to quit Maybe cold turkey is the way But first I need to be set free So here it is again at one This time it's raining And there is no sun He's late again But that's alright I realize now I have Plenty of time |
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LRAW Junior Member
since 1999-11-06
Posts 15 |
Good Piece-maybe too good, seems you've had some experience. |
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Watcher666 Senior Member
since 1999-10-13
Posts 1606 |
Well written. ------------------ Illusion...what we see and what we do...it's all up to you. |
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