Junkie کے بول

I need some junk To shoot in my vein Would you give me some To relieve the pain? These city streets Are drivin' me insane I tried laundry detergent But it's not the same I need some food To stuff in my face But the garbage man He took the trash away These city streets Are makin' me crazy I tried to eat rocks But they have no taste My face is a wreck My brain's decayed I need a fix 'n I'll be OK These city streets Are makin' me crazy I'm chewing on glass but I Don't even bleed I don't even bleed I don't even bleed I don't even bleed I'll pray tonight To the king of kings Won't you pull me out I'd rehabilitate those city streets You know I can't keep straight Will I murder somebody? Well ya can't fool fate Ya can't fool fate Ya can't fool fate No, you can't fool fate I need some help, I need some help, I'm falling apart Will I die in my sleep Or will I live in the streets In agony?