I just lost my best friend I miss you so much I wish my life would end I cannot get up from down here I cried until dust appeared I'm trying to let go
will find Just a little piece of mind To keep my self back in control Will it ever be the same The syrenge is calling out my name See myself I am addicted
[Music & Lyrics by S. Guadagnoli] Dust in the tunnel, dust to dust Dust to dust, dust in the tunnel I would you live in my skin I want you taste my soul
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[Music & Lyrics by S. Guadagnoli] Dust in the tunnel, dust to dust Dust to dust, dust in the tunnel I would you live in my skin I want you taste my
I will find Just a little piece of mind To keep my self back in control Will it ever be the same The syrenge is calling out my name See myself I am addicted
done is gonna last forever Babies being born in the world already drug addicted and afflicted Family values are contradicted, ashes to ashes and dust to dust
an addict I'm leaving you You've got pains like an addict 10 A.M. automatic Come on, yeah I see darkness cover us And your car kicks up dust What about
the front seat She got crazy game, might even have more than me And thats why I don't trust, I ain't no busta One wrong move and I'll dust her But she
Can't stop addicted to the shindig Chop top, it says, I'm gonna win big Choose not a life of imitation Distant cousin to the reservation De funk the
mama's chapped lips Slap hips, support domestic violence Beat your bitches ass while your kids stare in silence I'm just joking, is Dirty Dozen's really dust
throne, microphone, recite a poem Hypotone, mellow out the ghetto route, track thugs meadow out Crack blood devil house, gat slugs, here's your addict
It's over, it's over Hey, yo, who the fuck is that? It's over, run, it's over, run It's over, it's over All science addicts, religious fanatics Curiosity
And the blunts and liquor killing our lungs and liver The asthmatic drug addict I function with it I put a rapper in a hole where the dust will sit for
on teeth, baby I'm bubblin' Up like crack, Luck strike back Wreckin' all this mics got my money on stack Hold up, come dust me off pass me the weed (puffing
I ain't talk to in a while I'ma send this one out for y'all, knahmean? Cause I ain't mad at cha Heard y'all tearin up shit out there, kickin up dust [
does it get me, yes it does Feels lovely Pink or brown without even with fuzz They love me All up on me off up in the club Addicted Gotta get her off
