• The sky was grey, my eyes were red
  • Reality was trying to invade my head
  • I ran to my camp as it started to pour
  • And fetched me a rig off of the floor
  • I put dope and water and no cut in my spoon
  • I smiled, I’ll be rushing soon
  • I found a vein, my rig registered red
  • I pushed in the plunger, a hammer hit my head
  • The vapors filled my throat, I was thrilled to the bone
  • But it was kind of empty, because I was all alone
  • I’m an ugly old tweeker, but I have a beautiful sack
  • It always makes my friends and lovers come back
  • Now I wish I hadn’t done it, I wish I was straight
  • But like everything else in my life, it’s a little too late
  • How do I get out of this hell that I got myself in?
  • I cant figure out where to begin
  • Please God help me, I know you can
  • When I turned my back on you, this nightmare began

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