Out in the street
tryin' to arrest my friend
they put him
Back (in y'r love)
When the wind is crawlin'
at y'r basement
BAD BLOOD
People come & go
broken hearted
O.D. on poison
take a dry
You can beat the drum
Got to be for real, your
Hello mamma don't blame me
if I look a lil'
out of
Out of the basement
comes the artist in crime
down to the
Been sittin' & thinkin', places I roamed
all these girls that
Checked in early
with my Rock 'n Roll band
out in the
I'm in my ice box room - my room
I can't
When everything around you turns to shit
and all your friends
Feel so good - it must be wrong
this junk is
Don't wanna push no narcotic revolution
don't wanna push you down
This love of mine is far too strong
for me to
When you're a star like me
you got girls on the
She came along
a feelin' hit me o so strong
I knew
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