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Rabbit Junk
Rabbit Junk
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Rabbit Junk
Rabbit Junk
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Rabbit Junk
Rabbit Junk
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I'm scared to death Of myself I can't feel anything I can't feel anything I have become the pain I have become my own demons I'm tired of being a punk Yeah, like I ever was I'm tired of being myself Yeah, like I ever am Like a quarter dug out of a homeless man's pocket Like a finger torn out from the socket I tried it and I knock it I'm just mad, 'cause nobody wants to steal my soul I'm tired of being made up Yeah, like I ever am I'm tired of being tied down Yeah, like I ever was Turn the radio on To the techno station Keep it a few points off, so it sounds all ruff Then it matches my head All static with the meters in the red I'm feeling half dead Feel the demons rise Let the mercury rise I can't close my eyes
Writer(s): Jon Randall, Bill Anderson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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