Why they call it dope

by joseph santacruz   Oct 31, 2012


Dope in my lungs,dope in my veins,dope up my nose and Im feeling no pain.
dope for lunch, dope for breakfast if I continue this diet this supper could be my last.
Dope to sleep on,dope to wake up on,dope to fight over,dope to make up on.
Dope for loving,dope for hating,great big giant bags of dope now Im exagerratig.
Dope for a little joy,dope for a lot of sadness,all this dope is driving me to madness.
Hip hip hooray for dope, dope for president(of the world) im well on my way to becoming an insane asylum resident.
Dope for sad times,dope to frown on. I hate dope and all its let me down on.
Dope for one,dope for all. I use dope and then I.....
......
Fall.
Dope to laugh on, dope to cry on.Dope to cry on,dope to die on!
-Santacruz-

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