If I had my chance again meth,
I would never have inhaled that first breath.
But you captivated my senses while stealing my soul,
And every time I walk I still hear your seductive call.
How can it be with all the filth that you are,
Could make people kill just to get a little more?
But still your corrosive and toxic nature,
Greedily consumes one victim after another.
When will you be satisfied you horrible demon?
The rich, the young, the wise and the poor man ,
Doesn't matter who no life will ever be,
Immune to your destruction and toxic potency
Why must you leave such destruction in your wake,
You never give back only take, take, take!
Why must you feed on the happiness in my soul,
I Want you gone but you still have control.
I want off of this rollercoaster ride to hell,
But hard as I try I seem destined to sell,
Myself and my sanity and presence to Life,
You shredded my soul with that razor sharp knife.
But once more I am lifted and filled with hope,
Determined to make this my goodbye to dope.
But I feel something familiar; oh fuck no, not again,
Your Dark, seductive Call is manipulating my brain.
Dark thoughts that seem to befriend my insomnia