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The Drug Don't Work
Verve
All this talk of getting old
It's getting me down my love
Like a cat in a bag, waiting to drown
This time I'm comin' down
And I hope you're thinking of me
As you lay down on your side
Now the drugs don't work
They just make you worse
But I know I'll see your face again
Now the drugs don't work
They just make you worse
But I know I'll see your face again
But I know I'm on a losing streak
'Cause I passed down my old street
And if you wanna show, then just let me know
Now the drugs don't work
And I'll sing in your ear again
They just make you worse
But I know I'll see your face again
Just like you said, you leave my life, I'm better off dead
'Cause baby, ooh, if heaven calls, I'm coming, too
All this talk of getting old
It's getting me down my love
This time I'm comin' down
Like a cat in a bag, waiting to drown
They just make you worse
Now the drugs don't work
But I know I'll see your face again
'Cause baby, ooh, if heaven calls, I'm coming, too
Just like you said, you leave my life, I'm better off dead
But if you wanna show, just let me know
And I'll sing in your ear again
Now the drugs don't work
They just make you worse
But I know I'll see your face again
Yeah, I know I'll see your face again
Yeah, I know I'll see your face again
Yeah, I know I'll see your face again
No more, no more, no more, no more, no more
Yeah, I know I'll see your face again
I'm never going down, I'm never coming down
I'm never coming down, I'm never going down
No more, no more, no more, no more, no more
[Repeat and Fade Out
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