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- Luke J.R



Joey? – Do you know how hold it back?

Joey? – Am I taking her down on a railway track?

So many questions, brother, so many questions, brother.

I sparked like another, I sparked like another, yeah and it shudder.

Oh, no, oh, no, it can’t be… the woman of three.

Joey? – Do you know how to hold it back?

Joey? – Am I taking her down on a railway track?

Stack, and stack, it’s all I do. Held her back, just for you.

Grabbing and ripping, is all I do. Yeah, I’m so ripped, so hurt and so broken too.

Forgery, it’s in my system to… to get over you, and crush you, hurt you back.

Force this knife through my back! – Let time kick in, I drug up your sack.


Sieving it through the palm of my hand, letting it show you. How drugs are back!

Spitting it up like a tired man, holding it back like a man-oh-man.

Never thought I’d say so much shit in my life. And now I owe it to you.

Shower after shower, it won’t come off. The stench of this shizz is one and a half.

Spraying all over me, it won’t hide away the fame, the false fame that you gave to me.

Got us up against the wall, searched us for more! You’re crazy Joey, I’m not a Joey, and I’m dying on a floor.

Forced to drink it down, forced to think it around. Forced to be so drunk, forced to grab this hunk.

Shanking it through you, it makes me feel good. I feel like this could, could, hold onto you and I.

I feel like a drunken fly, a spinning copter falling down, round and round, round and round.


Bleeding out the pain, watching it burn, and turn, and turn.

I pull the seat forwards, and look at this shizz – I’m driving in reverse.

I’m holding back this sick old nurse, she’s got me now, I’ve got her towel, and it’s okay…

Because it’s all going well… wow! I seem to have her on my lap, she’s a beauty and she’s never going back.

I’m forcing myself to go through so much waves. I’m looking through and through with all these… false fame.

I know, it may be lame, but I’m not going to complain. It’s a ringtone of some sort, a fire burning in my throat.

A shower or two, it simply won’t do. I need to be more simplistic, and slightly more realistic.

Forced to go through… so much revenue, a locker with a face, I see her everywhere, she hands me a towel.

I stare and stare, right into the abyss. A dark place where I can resist.

A stranger knew my favourite name, and it laughed at me whilst mocking my game.

Taking me back, pulling it back, I held her closer, and she knew it was crack.

She didn’t resist, so I slit my wrist, see how this works? I’m driving her mad, I’m forcing her to stay, and I know I should had.

I feel so bad now. Like it’s going through the end of me, the end of you, and I’m burning it back, and I feel so slack, slack.

She knows it’s good for her, she licks her lips like it was a sugar coating around those pinkish lips. Yeah, so lovely to see.

Oh what I see, it’s a magic crack, of a fallen back, and she’s free from me. So lucky to be, so lucky to be.

You know you need me, and I can’t see, I’m as blind as a bat, I’m seeing everything look mad, I’m forcing myself to pull the trigger.

Realising the trigger is nomore than her, is no more than her hair. It seems that I’m with her, and may as well keep her, she has been so free.

This sick old nurse is not going away from me. I’m holding my back down, and I’m screaming my name, I’m giving her this…

A sign to shut up, it seems that I am now a father of three…


- Lyrics Written By: Luke J.R & Ashely W.Z –

(There is a meaning to these lyrics, it is more laid back and also shares some true events with drug use and sexual reality.)

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