I've had these jeans since i was born. And now they're ripped and now they're torn. And all my friends have skateboards. I want the toys of other boys. I want a knife and a gun and things. But mom and dad will not give in. And i can't put the needle in. Can't put the needle in. I can't put the needle in. No I can't put the needle in. Can't put the needle in. Can't put the needle in. And now I know just what it is. It's called disease and it's got my head. It always runs where I hide. Too scared too talk too scared to try. Too scared to know the reasons why. And all my friends say bye bye. And i can't put the needle in. Can't put the needle in. Can't put the needle in. No I can't put the needle in. Can't put the needle in. Can't put the needle in. And i can't put the needle in. Can't put the needle in. Can't put the needle in. No I can't put the needle in. Can't put the needle in.