She'sAJunkie
Blöod Düster Lyrics
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Bout a little girl I know
She was mean... a bad seed baby
I met her at a show
She said well come on tony
Come on back to my place
But when I got there
Gettin off her face
She did smack
She did speed
Only thing she didn't do was what I need
She did lines
She did base
She couldn't function she was off her face
And then... she started tryin'
To get big t in bed
I said baby... your dyin'
Call a fucking doctor instead
She said... well come on tony
Come on back to my place
But when I got there
She got crazy
Gettin off her face
She's a junkie
She's a junkie
She's a junkie
She's a junkie
She's a junkie
She's a junkie
I've got... a story to tell ya
Bout a little girl I knew
Well she died.. an overdose did her
And she was twenty two
A life of needles... and a pipeIn her arms or on her lips
A sweet chick
With fuck all sense
Always off her tits.
The lyrics of Blood Duster's song "She's a Junkie" tell the story of a young woman who was addicted to drugs and led a life of self-destruction. The singer, Tony, met her at a show and was invited back to her place, only to find her in a drug-induced state. She had done everything from smack and speed to lines and base, but she couldn't function normally. She then started to hit on Tony, but he knew better and advised her to call for help. Unfortunately, the woman died of an overdose at a very young age. The song is a commentary on the destructive nature of drug addiction and how it can ruin one's life.
The lyrics of "She's a Junkie" paint a vivid picture of the life of a drug addict, and the sense of hopelessness that often accompanies addiction. The song is a tragedy, as the young woman dies tragically, and the singer is left to remember her as a beautiful, but self-destructive woman. Blood Duster's song challenges the listeners to take a hard look at the risks and consequences of drug use, and to think twice before they engage in risky behaviors.
Line by Line Meaning
I've got... a story to tell ya
I have an anecdote to share with you.
Bout a little girl I know
About a young lady I'm acquainted with.
She was mean... a bad seed baby
She had a nasty, rebellious streak.
I met her at a show
I encountered her at an event.
She said well come on tony
She invited me to her place.
Come on back to my place
Join me at my residence.
But when I got there
Upon arriving,
She got crazy
She became unhinged.
Gettin off her face
Entering an altered state with drugs.
She did smack
She consumed heroin.
She did speed
She ingested amphetamines.
Only thing she didn't do was what I need
She refrained from satisfying my desire.
She did lines
She snorted cocaine.
She did base
She smoked crack cocaine.
She couldn't function she was off her face
She was too impaired to operate normally.
And then... she started tryin'
Subsequently, she made advances towards me.
To get big t in bed
To sleep with me.
I said baby... your dyin'
I expressed concern for her wellbeing.
Call a fucking doctor instead
Summon medical assistance immediately.
She's a junkie
She's an addict.
I've got... a story to tell ya
I have a narrative to recount.
Bout a little girl I knew
About a young lady I was familiar with.
Well she died.. an overdose did her
Sadly, she perished due to an overdose.
And she was twenty two
She was only twenty-two years old.
A life of needles... and a pipe
She had a lifestyle marked by syringes and pipes.
In her arms or on her lips
Either injecting or smoking drugs.
A sweet chick
A pleasant girl.
With fuck all sense
Who acted foolishly.
Always off her tits
Frequently intoxicated.
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