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Neurotic Outsiders
Neurotic Outsiders
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Duff McKagan
Duff McKagan
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I came to you in 1984 You showed me in, then you shut the door It didn't take me long to learn to play the game A kick in the head always feels the same Los Angeles, you're a fuckin' whore Hollywood, you're an open sore Fuck it I played it well and I played it fast Livin' slow was in the past Chicks and drugs and gettin' burnt Just a few of things I learnt Got sick and tired of bein' scared as hell A wasted man, just a shell of myself But that was then, and this is now My little baby, I've changed somehow Los angeles, you've lost you're grip Drugs and lies and whores suckin' dick, yeah I don't know if I could do it differently LA had me for so long When I look, I can see things differently What doesn't kill me makes me strong It make me strong Los Angeles, I didn't sell my soul to you Los Angeles, you thought you would kill me You thought you would kill me You thought you could take me down You thought you would kill me But no, fuck that, power to me Yeah Los Angeles, you're a fuckin' whore A kick in the head finally reached my core Yeah I don't know if I can do it differently LA had me for so long When I look, I can see things differently I've stood up, I've crawled out and now I'm strong Now I'm strong Sometimes it goes like this A kick in the head A kick in the head To learn A kick in the head A kick in the head Sometimes it goes like that You know what I'm sayin' Sometimes that's the only way to learn, yeah A kick in the head A kick in the head I wish you were dead A kick in the head, yeah Head, head, head A kick in the head Dead, dead, dead, dead
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