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from The Drug In Me Is You

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"Caught Like A Fly" is track #9 on the album The Drug In Me Is You. It was written by Baskette, Michael Elvis / Holdredge, David / Radke, Ronnie.
"Caught Like A Fly" is track #9 on the album The Drug In Me Is You. It was written by Baskette, Michael Elvis / Holdredge, David / Radke, Ronnie.

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Attention, attention everyone!
I got a couple of things
I would like to get off of my chest
Haha
Friends
Who the fuck needs them?
You know who you are!
Eh hmm.

Caught like a fly
In a web of your lies
It's truth be told now
Or it's meet your demise

So how did it feel?
When you held the knife
That you stuck right in my back
A thousand times

Your grandfather would probably roll in his grave
If he knew of that person that you had became
I will not just lay down and take this
Not again, not again

Oh, you have left my heart, black and blue
Just like your father did to you

How does it feel, knowing you're barely alive
See through bloodshot eyes, you're left empty inside
There I was, strung out and drug through the mud
I must agree, you're just like me

And when you die
I won't be at your wake
No eulogy from me
Just a smile on my face
And while God might be busy
With judging your soul
I will have slept with the girl
That you loved most

You have left my heart, black and blue
Just like your father did to you

How does it feel, knowing you're barely alive
See through bloodshot eyes, you're left empty inside
There I was, strung out and drug through the mud
I must agree, you're just like me

(Just like me)
(Whoa)

Now how does it feel, knowing you're barely alive
See through bloodshot eyes, you're left empty inside
There I was, strung out and drug through the mud
I must agree, you're just like me

I'm no fucking saint
But at least I'll fucking sing about it
Oh, the audacity!

Songwriters
Baskette, Michael Elvis / Holdredge, David / Radke, Ronnie

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