The trees are bruised yellow like her thighs
I love that city girl look in her eyes
Newlywed, nearly dead, giving head
Getting ready for the next big surprise
She's not an addict, she's just heroin chic
She's not cynical, her outlook's just bleak
Dilated, she's so faded, she's so hated
Wild eyes and wicked teeth, yeah
She's not a drop-out, she just doesn't go to school
A street-walker with her own set of rules
Chain smoking, she's broken, so outspoken
She's not dumb, she just loves to play the fool
She likes to kiss them almost as much as she
Loves to kiss the bottle, guaranteed
She loves the attention, all that false affection
She likes to take that ecstasy
She's looking for a boy with tree-branch limbs
In the glow of streetlights, she's sure to find him
Rose-tinted glasses, crimes of passion
Now it's time for her to sink or swim
She's not an addict, she's just heroin chic
She's not an addict, she's just heroin chic
She's not an addict, she's just heroin chic
She's not an addict, she's just heroin chic.
credits
from Kangaroo Court (Demo),
released November 27, 2013
Written by Edyson Mintz & Elliott Young