"methadone" as written by and Feltham/whalley/mcdougall/forman....
What the hell are you doing later on
I've got some beer and I don't have a gun
I want to find out I want to try out
The possibilities of having some fun

And I'm seeing now that
I've never seen this place before
And I'm realising

I'm alone
Got no home
Need a loan
But I'm not on metha-

there's a time for and there's a place for
Ultra-violence and its not on my side
I tried to dissect but where's the respect
There's still respect in an inanimate life

And its looking like
Its time to escape again
There could be something wrong but

I'm alone
Got no home
Need a loan
But I'm not on methadone
Need a phone
With a tone
But I'm not on methadone
I just don't
Have to go
Because I'm not allowed to go
Why don't you stay awhile

And I'm realizing I've never tried
To see anything the same

Of all the good things
Of all the ugly things
there's a point where you don't have to hide
Its time to understand
That even Superman
He had his problems
But he knew how to fly

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"Methadone" as written by

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    General Commentno matter how fucked i am i aint no piece of shit junkie
    StonedGoaton March 12, 2007   Link
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    General CommentMan i'm glad you cleared that up StonedGoat cos I had no fkn clue what Jay was rambling on about...
    Tricky1979on February 13, 2014   Link

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