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CAROL
04:40
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Carol hit the road at the age of 15, didn’t find a home til 23. Was the kind of kid who would never listen, until she found methamphetamine.
She says it makes her happy. With her jaw protruding clenched. She feels like einstein and hawking had a kid.
Can’t stand still after a hit but it takes away that little bit
Of her that hates herself
She's up all night
With the neon lights
Playing with clothes in the alley x 3
Until she sobers up
Carol hasn’t got a bite to eat in three days
Almost got enough to last the week
On the street she talks like preacher
Folks are blessed to hear her speak
Every second word is a like or whatever
But the doc don’t mind he says that she's clever
Can’t stand still after a hit but it takes away that little bit
Of her that hates herself
She's up all night
With the eon lights
Playing with clothes in the alley x 3
Until she sobers up
Carol feels like a kid again
The kind of kid that her parents yelled at
The kind of kid that ran away at 15
The kind of kid that needs a little help
The kind of kid that can’t shut up end
Until she did
But this was all so long ago
Now that she’s found a home
She gives talks at conferences
And sleeps in hotel beds
And she dreams in hotel beds
Wakes up in a hotel bed
Wakes up in a hotel bed
Wakes up in a hotel bed
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SERENA
02:46
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Serena steps out of her hotel room
Hoping she won’t run into her mom
She's got no heroin
Love only comes with heroin so she runs
Serena steps onto Hastings
Sees the place she first shot up
Came here to find her mother
But instead she found her mother’s love
Down to the clinic
And up the stairs
She spills sad stories
But they’re just her affairs
Serena loves her Grandma
But hasn’t seen her since she died
There’s nothing left in Kelowna
Except pervert uncles and other low lives
She tells the Doctor
Her grandma’s spirit’s here
But she can’t let go
Cause there’s no one else’s that’s near
She had dreams
They came true
Somewhere between main and gore ave
Dreams
That tell lies
They say your body is broken, your brain needs the high
She doesn’t want your pity
But she doesn’t think it’s fair
When she spills sad stories
And no one seems to care
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RICHARD
02:44
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"This way
With the cocaine
I can sit there and do something
Like rewire the toaster that wasn't working
And not feel like I've lost on out on life"
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