Hear it in my spirit.
I’ve seen heroin for myself.
Is it worth so much when you taste it?
Enough!
Ain’t it enough? Crippled world.
I just can’t bring myself to see it starting.
I miss you, Leslie. I always will.
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Hear it in my spirit.
Hear it in my spirit.
I’ve seen heroin for myself.
Is it worth so much when you taste it?
Enough!
Ain’t it enough? Crippled world.
I just can’t bring myself to see it starting.
I miss you, Leslie. I always will.