Junkie And The Halo by Zebrahead
I won't be there
I won't do anything
No I won't
I won't be there to catch you if you fall
I won't be there
I won't do anything
No I won't
I won't be there to catch you
God I wish I'd never met you
You're a cheap thrill, weak will, trippin' to bikini kill
A glass home of chloroform vaporized in the storm
Oh!
The junkie and the halo
Oh!
The junkie and the halo
You're so burned out, no doubt, crawling as your falling out
Glycerin blistering got you underneath my skin
Oh!
The junkie and the halo
Oh!
The junkie and the halo
I won't do anything
No I won't be there to save you
And I won't be there to catch you when you fall
I won't do anything
So build up the walls around you
I'll be leaving you where I found you
You're the fun one, always spun, baggage weighs about a ton
A strung out tongue on my empty lung
Oh!
The junkie and the halo
Oh!
The junkie and the halo
The last stop before the pop as you bottom from the top
A safety net made of thread to stop your drop
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