New York Junk — All My Friends lyrics

Lyrics

i got another telephone call from a good friend of mine
it’s the same ole message every single time
i can’t believe she never learned this line
how a junkie’s gonna get you in the end. sometime
all my friends have come and gone away
something in the air spells heartbreak
it’s clearly not a style
and i don’t wanna be the one… who's gotta to break it to another mother about
her only child
well i guess i’m just a fake cause i never found out… what it was like…
to play so high
yeah i guess i’m just a fake cause i never found out what it was like.
to live that wild
ooh i want you to know. the next step will be the best
ooh i want you to know… the next step will let you rest in the sun
like an old brown dog that’s lying in the sun
like an old blind dog that’s dying in the sun
yeah i wanna be there lying in the sun