You're tied down, you're locked up You've got no way out You're broke down you're fed up Your lungs start to shout You're wincing, convulsing You're aching with pain Gasping for breath, and you're feeling insane
Hole after hole Just proving your point Point after point Just digging you hole Slow digging with a spoon
Hooked!
You're hooked on a drug that's controlling your mind Hocking your soul for that measly last dime You're dragged off and thrown in your own padded cell You've reached end of rope at bottom of well
Yellow-black arm-hole of eager junk acceptance Thin steel prick cums in your arm I see you fall over and over again Hanging onto nothing you thought was a friend