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letra de addict's plight - anna gordon

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p-ss the whiskey, p-ss the gin
cause i am young and i may never be again
p-ss the whiskey, p-ss the gin
cause i am the oldest i have ever been
and i’m dying every minute
so i might as well be living

the world told me to stay pure
they said, “all you’ve got is this!”
condemned them all, the easy cures
but it was my own consciousness
with which i could experiment
with which i made a happy mess
(with which i would’ve done no less)
and stepped closer to my happiness

so will you
p-ss the whiskey, p-ss the gin
cause i am young and i may never be again
p-ss the whiskey, p-ss the gin
cause i am the oldest i have ever been
and i’m dying every minute
so i might as well be living

the world told me all these lies
said, “your body is a temple, and you are god”
but shoved chemicals and pesticides
down my throat – ain’t that a little bit odd?
my own business, they poke and prod
but it’s not your body, you can’t play god
i’m my own person, or have you forgot?
and i reserve the right to let me rot

so will you
p-ss the whiskey, p-ss the gin
cause i am young and i may never be again
p-ss the whiskey, p-ss the gin
cause i am the oldest i have ever been
and i’m dying every minute
so i might as well be living

p-ss the joint, or a cigarette
with my lungs full it’s easy to forget
p-ss the joint, or a cigarette
keeps my mouth busy and it pacifies my head
cause i’m dying every minute
so i might as well be living

i used to fear the addict’s plight
and only wished to depend on myself
and for a life, feather-light
but it was too heavy to deny some help
i am not strong, i barely upheld
myself inside that shrinking sh-ll
and maybe now i’ll go to h-ll
but at least i always loved my life well
and lived everything honestly and heartfelt
and i’ve met up with myself, unparalleled

but you, you can’t say the same
you were too caught up in that “world” game
too afraid of death to get busy living
you’ll never know the life you’re missing

so will you
p-ss the whiskey, p-ss the gin
cause i am young and i may never be again
p-ss the whiskey, p-ss the gin
cause i am the oldest i have ever been
and i’m dying every minute
so i might as well be living

p-ss the joint, or a cigarette
with my lungs full it’s easy to forget
p-ss the joint, or a cigarette
keeps my mouth busy and it pacifies my head
cause i’m dying every minute
so i might as well be living

- anna gordon

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