I`m All Out Of It Now — текст песни (Ultimate Fakebook)

I`m all out of it now
I`m all messed up and dressed down
I don`t know anyone around
because I`m out of it

For weeks and years and months it seems
I`m out of everything I need
No, don`t ask for anything - I`m out of it

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It must be a cool thing
It must be a cool place
It must be a cool state of mind
Cuz it`s always behind me - where I can`t find it

I`m all out of it now
And I just gotta have it loud
And I could never turn it down
because I`m out of it

For weeks and years and months it seems
I play my fingers `till they bleed
The price of fame is what I need - I`m out of it

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