Brian Borcherdt - The Drugs | Текст песни

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There's no room in here.
Barely breathable air.
It's not the drugs that I take,
It's not the truth that you make.

That's got us feeling low...low


Is there hope in hell?
Poisoned in the well.
It's not the drugs that I take,
It's not the truth that you make.

That's got us feeling low...low

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