I got you But it's the craving for the good life That sees me through troubled times When the mind begins to wander to the spoon
And I got you Because your there to bend and nurture me through these Troubled times 'cause the fix begins to twist my troubled mind
And I got you to paint the sorrow on my day And I got you to paint the roses on my grave And I got you
I got you But it's the feeling that I get when your away Twist my mind 'cause I'm all alone and cold, gone I feel like dyin' And I got you to fill the craving that I get inside my mind When you're there to fill the space I have inside, I feel like crying
And I got you to paint the sorrow on my day And I got you to paint the roses on my grave And I got you
All the slippin' that I slap me I got you, I got you All the slippin' that I slap me
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