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Needle in my hand

Got a forearm rubber band

Got a golden liquid in a tube

Im gonna do a vessel jam



Got lots of money

Got lots and lots and lots of time

I think, I think I might be

I think, I think I am

I think, I think I might be

I think, I think I am



(chorus)

Its like liquid sunshine, fire and rain marmalade skies, far away eyes

Glazed in a haze of cocaine

Angels on the corner, hes got ten vials in his hands he sells each one for ten dollars,

Like some medicine man seems to know a lot for a kid just sixteen years old hes a four year veteran of the penal code

Hes got trademark shoes, three tattoos

A brass chord necklace and a smoke-stack too hes got...



(chorus)



Theres a black wind spinning the cities weathervanes and the eye of the storm is a crystal of cocaine

Cant you hear the wind?

Cant you see the driving rain

Take a break from the storm in the eye of the hurricane...



(chorus)



Eyes in the mirror, not too sure if theyre my own

Black-white eyes in the mirror on a face of cold stone

Black-white eyes, riddles and lies

They tell me, tell me, tell me youve got nothing to hide but...

Needle in my hand

Got a forearm rubber band

Got a golden liquid in a tube

Im gonna do a vessel jam



Got lots of money

Got lots and lots and lots of time

I think, I think I might be

I think, I think I am

I think, I think I might be

I think, I think I am



(chorus)

Its like liquid sunshine, fire and rain marmalade skies, far away eyes

Glazed in a haze of cocaine

Angels on the corner, hes got ten vials in his hands he sells each one for ten dollars,

Like some medicine man seems to know a lot for a kid just sixteen years old hes a four year veteran of the penal code

Hes got trademark shoes, three tattoos

A brass chord necklace and a smoke-stack too hes got...



(chorus)



Theres a black wind spinning the cities weathervanes and the eye of the storm is a crystal of cocaine

Cant you hear the wind?

Cant you see the driving rain

Take a break from the storm in the eye of the hurricane...



(chorus)



Eyes in the mirror, not too sure if theyre my own

Black-white eyes in the mirror on a face of cold stone

Black-white eyes, riddles and lies

They tell me, tell me, tell me youve got nothing to hide but...

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