Crystal meth

When the first choice you make is inevitably wrong,
but keep going back too listen to that song.

The memories it holds is a reminder real fast,
The quickest way out will shatter like glass.

I can lay dormant in bodies for days,
Your mind will be thinking in so many ways.

I give you strength that makes you so weak,
Folding your arms in utter disbelief.

Hang onto the next part,
This could take weeks,
But I'll let down your guard,
And start too change your beliefs.

By now I'm start too change your ways,
The difference upon you,
The feeling of rage.

The first one is always only a test,
Try me again,
That's when I work best.

The feeling I've now got you locked in a cage,
You start too loose everything and frap on for days.

I get defensive and hang onto my pain,
My family feels nothing and I get the blame.

What the f*ck are you doing inside of my brain,
Is there anything there amongst the scattered remains,

What the f*ck are you doing except washing away,
All the good in my pride is now out there too stay.

It's a way of living,
Without a vertebra,
Or anything that resembles the person you are today.

What the f*ck am I left with but memories of pain,
In all sorts of confusion,
In all sorts of fucked up ways.

I hate that your passed the point of delusion,
Living these days in my complete illusion.

The heart that beats in your wondering chest,
Is tainting the image for what the f*ck you have left.

So try and tell you love your new life,
That I'm not addictive and this drug isn't right.

I HATE YOUR GUYS YOU'RE FUCKING GAME,
WITHOUT A WHISTLE TO BLOW,
TO SHUT DOWN AGAIN.

Instantly you start too count the days as one by one,
Until u sleep again.

This is the last TIME ILL EVER USE,
Stick a needle in my arm and shoot up your juice.

TRY stay away from me if you DARE,
But I'll find you any time, anywhere.

You decide who is in control,
How good I am at playing the role.

YOU HAVE FUCKED THROUGH ME AND LEFT ME IN CONTENT,
THAT THE BEST WAY I CAN LIVE,
Is with CRYSTAL METH.....
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