Verse 1:
I grew up in Centerdale, sirens up and down the street
In the field right near my house, they were syringe needles at your feet
We didn't know what the fuck they were back then, we were innocent we'd kick 'em around
At school we learned about things like that in a textbook like that never happens
We'd be outside a crack house waiting for my friends brother to come back out
When he did his eyes were empty as hell like, his brain had a blackout
We'd be like 'Jay why you actin' weird?', he'd look up at the sky like 'Jesus talkin''
An we just thought he was a strange person, because that shit seemed to happen often
I was like 9, I was into the Beatles, my older cousin was into needles
Came outside in the middle of the night, with a gun to his head and a look so evil
Screamin', 'Come watch the end' some shit I could not comprehend
And those are the things that come to my brain, when I start to think about way back when
Chorus:
Junky
Where I come from don't matter what you an addict from
Junky
Born with it in your veins, somethin' like knowing how to run
Junky
No thing you won't do, for that one evil thing that owns you
Junky
When your reflection won't look back in your direction
Verse 2:
8th grade, I started smokin' marijuana shit had me open
I had friends who were lacin' with angel, lacin' with coke and lacin' with opium
Even though I had a head on my shoulders, I was guilty by association
That means when they sparked it up, I would stand for whatever man, I didn't say shit
I guess that I really couldn't see back then, the monster inside my friends
They had no place to turn, that would feel as good as when the ember burned
What do you do when your best friend looks at you, an asks you you
'man do you trust me? Take these mushrooms and you'll just peek for a little while, they won't make you a custy.'
I saw fear in the face of a lion, I saw the end of space and time
I saw my friends for what they were, I saw Lucy in a sky with diamonds
When I came down I left the scene, but
My friends engine kept the steam
I hopped off at the railroad crossing and they rode on the American dream
Chorus:
Junky
Where I come from don't matter what you an addict from
Junky
Born with it in your veins, somethin' like knowing how to run
Junky
No thing you won't do for that one evil thing that owns you
Junky
When your reflection won't look back in your direction
Verse 3:
I remember my best friend, one of the very last times I saw him
Pulled out a bag of heroin, and line by line he built his coffin
I was so fucked up I went home, and locked myself in the room all alone
That's when I first knew I was a junky, 'cos every time that a friend called my phone
I would not leave, 'cos I needed to write
For me to make a song, I would bleed, I would fight
Up all hours, I would tweak in the night
That's one thing that would made me feel right
My momma would ask me if I was on drugs, an' I said no but maybe I was
At the end of the night I was wide awake, with a pad an' a pen an' that was my buzz
I stopped eating and talkin' to friends, when they spoke to me it didn't make sense
Maybe it was in my blood all along , or maybe I needed to feel like him
Eyes roll back in my head, take a deep breath then let go
Lose my fuckin' sanity, right about then, that's when I know
Chorus:
Junky
Where I come from don't matter what you an addict from
Junky
Born with it in your veins, somethin' like knowing how to run
Junky
No thing you won't do for that one evil thing that owns you
Junky
When your reflection won't look back in your direction
