I Got You

I got you

But it's the craving for the good life that sees me through

Troubled times

When my mind begins to wander to the spoon

And I got you

'Cause you're 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

And I got you to paint the roses on my grave

I got you

But it's the feeling that I get when you're away

Twist my mind

'Cause when I'm alone and cold, 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 cryin'

And I got you to paint the sorrow on my day

And I got you

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

I got you

But it's the craving for the good life that sees me through

Troubled times

When my mind begins to wander to the spoon

And I got you to paint the sorrow on my day

And I got you

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

I got you

I got you

I got you

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