His body's washed with drugs and nicotine Pills and medicine supplyment things Pepole think he needs some kind of remedy Because he's been hurt Which I disagree But sometimes I believe Oh will I work as well as nicotine O, could I be his remedy
Cuz then I wouldn't be so miserable so lonely No
I often wonder the sights that he might have seen O, the girl and fancy drinks The word in his teens He always squinted when he was supposed to frown With the pipe in his mouth He said don't let them bring you down Pepole think that he needs some kind of remedy Because he's been hurt Which I disagree But sometimes I believe Oh will I work as well as nicotine O, could I be his remedy
Cuz then I wouldn't be so miserable so lonely No
His body's washed with drugs and nicotine Pills andmedicine supplyment and things Pepole think he needs some kind of remedy
