Tuesday, July 03, 2007

It started with just getting tipsy
Then open the bag lets have a looksy
Smokin the green
A whole new scene
Breathe in deep then pass the pipe
Really doesn't stand up to all the hype
Change the song
Pass the bong
Lay back count the dots in the sky
No one keeping track of the time passin by
Oh shit got the munchies
Chips are all the crunchies
Just one more hit then I'm done

Poppin pills everything spinnin again
Hitting anything to numb the pain
New night New Fight
Doing everything in sight

Now on to the medication
Depressents and the stimulation
Nyquil Tylenol
Seen them all
PCP got your legs all jelly
Sit look whats on the telly
Rip em open
Counting again
Its adding up now all the pills
Not keeping with the usual thrills
Add a dose
Up your nose

Poppin pills everything spinnin again
Hitting anything to numb the pain
New night New Fight
Doing everything in sight

Now its getting all hardcore
Losing cash gotta get some more
Now your sure
Got the pure
Coke Crack got thewhite stuff
One gram two gram it ain't enough
Tweakin out
Gotta shout
Line after line have 'em all straight
Razorblade on glass a sound to hate
More to hit
8balls the shit
Just one more line then I'm done

Poppin pills everything spinnin again
Hitting anything to numb the pain
New night New Fight
Doing everything in sight

Now its getting serious cash flow
Dropping acid everything going slow
Drip Drip
Drop
Hallucinating blue cows chewing your toes
The walls are closing in no one knows
Sounds loud
Bleeding cloud
Moving cars going in another lane
Wanna touchy I'm slowly going insane
Desperation
Drug nation

Poppin pills everything spinnin again
Hitting anything to numb the pain
New night New Fight
Doing everything in sight

Had it with all the come downs
One last high then no more frowns
Take it all
No one to call
One last word to any who care to look
Writing messy, barely legible, hands shook
Only one bridge
On the ledge
Cars passing below noises are unbearable
The trip here long complicated understandable
Lean forward
Move toward
The cars are closing in yellow lines visible
The world is cold and painful barely liveble
Nothing said
Now I'm dead


Brya