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Sunday, November 27, 2005

you can try, but it don't make no difference. you are either clean or you aren't

Time and again I tell myself: I’ll stay clean tonight. But the little green wheels are following me. Oh no, not again, I’m stuck with a valuable friend. I’m happy, hope you’re happy too. One flash of light but no smoking pistol.
I never done good things, I never done bad things, I never did anything out of the blue, want an axe to break the ice, wanna come down right now.
Ashes to ashes, fuck to fucking--we know Major Tom’s a junkie. He's strung out in heaven’s high and he's hitting an all-time low.

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