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flight:

   
         
         
    Went down the road on night
With my brother and his girl
Headed for the parts she knew
On the roughest side of town

Suzanne sat down, then lay by a fence
The girl canít stand now, looks like she wonít again

Started off that pitch-dark road
To get some kind of help
The girlís overdone it now
Knew sheíd soon be fading out

Came a man Iíd never seen
Who went right over to her side
She seemed somehow to know this man
And this is what she cried

Give me one more
Please have mercy

Just one more dose (just one more!)
And I can fly away (please, just give one more)
Iím getting close (I need it!)
Just let me go!

My brother could not compete
Against the drugs and her sharp need
She donít want to stay with us
Sheís reaching for the coming rush

Midnight, light rain
Fell on her pale face
The windows in her eyes
Started closing with her cries

Give me one more
Please have mercy

Just one more dose (just one more!)
And I can fly away (please, just one more!)
Iím getting close (just one more!)
And then Iíll fly
Just one more dose (just one more!)
And I can fly away (please, just one more!)
Iím getting close (just one more!)
And then Iíll fly away (forever)
Just one more dose (just one more)
Iím so damn close!

Give me one more
Please have mercy
Give me one more
Please have mercy

No more aggravation
No more daily grind
No more hustling round
To keep up her supply

No more irritation
No slow suicide
No more shit in plastic bags
Now it is time to fly

Give me one more
Please have mercy
Iíll fly!

Drugs fucked her up real good, real good, so think about it buddy!
   
         
         
         
         
    Wolfram    
         
         
         
         

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