can’t you see what your doing to yourself just isn’t right don’t you realize that your soon going to be my enemy, a tragedy is this life or is this a nightmare
you think it will take away the pain? or cure your pathetic disease? alone in the dark waiting for someone to pick you up, lift you up, you are nothing to me now
i hope it feels this good when you die
is this what you wanted your life to be? is this life, as you had foreseen?
a fix that’ll fix you up again just to bring you back down to your grave death has kept you warm giving you a feeling, a shot up feeling, a psuedo-reality
i hope it feels this good when you die
is this what you wanted your life to be? is this life, as you had foreseen?
trapped in a corner your addiction has taken control of you you’ve abused life, now life will abuse you
you tell yourself just one last time as you feel the needle, pierce your skin you must keep yourself from what you want can’t you feel the torment, torment within
there’s no way out, there’s nowhere to hide, death has started, to eat at your life
is what you wanted your life to be? is this life, as you had foreseen?