Junkie Dreams Songtext
von Pressure Point

Standin on the edge of fate, a needle in your arm
Another young punk goes shootin for the stars
So young, so fearless, so full of hope
Another life wasted on dope
Tragic tales, junkie fame
Runnin in place is such a deadly game


You′ve bought a one way ticket
You're going no where
Soon you′ll wake to find your life has been the fare
Full of dreams and aimless schemes, that never really exist
Soon you'll wake to find
Your livin off, livin off junkie dreams!

Tied off, and forsaken
You feel so all alone
Nowhere left to turn
You're a prisoner in your home

You′ve bought a one way ticket
You′re going no where
Soon you'll wake to find your life has been the fare
Full of dreams and aimless schemes, that never really exist
Soon you′ll wake to find
Your livin off, livin off junkie dreams!