Enough

I live underground
Needle and a spoon, I can't be found
Don't you think that there's enough of me?
Don't you think that there's too much of me?

Mama left, went downtown to score
I soon found out why I'm so easy to ignore
Don't you get a little sick of me?
Don't you get a little sick from me?

Looking for a saviour
Doesn't seem right
It's when you think you're free
The bastard comes back to bite

I live all around
Killer in my hand, you know I'm so easy to be found
Don't you get a little sick of me?