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Gilby Clarke

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Bitter pills washed down with Vodka and hope
Beautiful, but strung out, socially stoned
Cold sweats and fake charms, tranquilize my heart
Tattoo euphoria on the battle scars

You're getting higher than I was
You're getting higher than I was
You're getting higher than I was
You're getting higher
Speedballs, rememdy your world
Speed killed the weirdo I built
Circled my universe, tranquilized and died
Can't watch you drag down a star in overdrive

You're getting higher than I was
You're getting higher than I was
You're getting higher than I was
You're getting higher

This is the low, this is the low
You're so alone, so alone, so alone

You're getting higher than I was
You're getting higher than I was
You're getting higher than I was
You're getting higher
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