paroles de chanson STUCK - Unknown The Plague
I'm
still
there
On
the
bathroom
floor
overdosed
With
a
girl
that
I
turned
into
a
whore
I'm
still
there
At
the
evergreen
tree
by
the
porch
Putting
her
into
the
pit
that
I
dug
for
my
soul
I'm
still
there
Holding
up
myself
for
my
boys
They
all
know
how
bad
I
want
to
let
go
I'm
still
there
In
the
past
reliving
all
that
I
had
Remembering
when
I
die
I'll
have
my
mug
and
my
pash
I'm
still
there
On
the
bathroom
floor
overdosed
With
a
girl
that
I
turned
into
a
whore
I'm
still
there
At
the
evergreen
tree
by
the
porch
Putting
her
into
the
pit
that
I
dug
for
my
soul
I'm
still
there
Holding
up
myself
for
my
boys
They
all
know
how
bad
I
want
to
let
go
I'm
still
there
In
the
past
reliving
all
that
I
had
Remembering
when
I
die
I'll
have
my
mug
and
my
pash
Another
long
night
Taking
on
my
mind
Another
fight
within
My
demons
seem
to
fall
But
I
never
seem
to
win
I
think
I
need
another
hit
Another
line
I
taste
the
drip
and
vomit
Maybe
if
my
body's
a
plague
My
mind
will
be
less
sick
Is
this
it?
Is
my
circle
tight
or
am
I
gaslit
Is
my
head
right
or
do
I
need
to
get
a
grip
I
gotta
get
away
and
I
don't
mean
a
trip
I
wanna
put
one
in
my
brain
and
that's
it
Taking
on
my
mind
Another
fight
within
My
demons
seem
to
fall
But
I
never
seem
to
win
I
think
I
need
another
hit
Another
line
I
taste
the
drip
and
vomit
Maybe
if
my
body's
a
plague
My
mind
will
be
less
sick
Is
this
it?
Is
my
circle
tight
or
am
I
gaslit
Is
my
head
right
or
do
I
need
to
get
a
grip
I
gotta
get
away
and
I
don't
mean
a
trip
I
wanna
put
one
in
my
brain
and
that's
it
I'm
still
there
On
the
bathroom
floor
overdosed
With
a
girl
that
I
turned
into
a
whore
I'm
still
there
At
the
evergreen
tree
by
the
porch
Putting
her
into
the
pit
that
I
dug
for
my
soul
I'm
still
there
Holding
up
myself
for
my
boys
They
all
know
how
bad
I
want
to
let
go
I'm
still
there
In
the
past
reliving
all
that
I
had
Remembering
when
I
die
I'll
have
my
mug
and
my
pash
I'm
still
there
On
the
bathroom
floor
overdosed
With
a
girl
that
I
turned
into
a
whore
I'm
still
there
At
the
evergreen
tree
by
the
porch
Putting
her
into
the
pit
that
I
dug
for
my
soul
I'm
still
there
Holding
up
myself
for
my
boys
They
all
know
how
bad
I
want
to
let
go
I'm
still
there
In
the
past
reliving
all
that
I
had
Remembering
when
I
die
I'll
have
my
mug
and
my
pash
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