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My baby he don't act like himself no more He lost that smile I use to adore He spend his nights slapping his veins He lost that glow he used to have on his face Empty, hurned bottle on the carpet My baby lying beside it Tin foil and melted sugar everywhere He said his provider was his pharmacist friend Ben I swear I'm gomma kill him because I swear I'm gomma kill him because because The poppy took my baby away from me The poppy took my baby away from me The poppy took my baby away from me The poppy took my baby away from me My baby used to repeat the news And now he talks about dragons on the wall Used to love German expressionism films Now he drinks until he falls I was confused, didn't know what to do So I called his momma, had her come on over She got him off the ground, started slapping him around And now she cried, she said she said she said The poppy took my baby away from me The poppy took my baby away from me The poppy took my baby away from me The poppy took my baby away from me The poppy took my baby away from me The poppy took my baby away from me |
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