He was hung in a different way,
Looking at this face,
Feeing his disgrace,
Something made me loose place.
I awoke from my drug-induced dream,
Watching life speed by,
Ten million people living their lives so simply,
This type of life just isn't for me.
Empty flap, cocaine shivers,
Look at my angel friend,
Her halo is starting to loose its glow,
As she takes another line, her life begins to go.
Standing in the dark oak hall,
In my own house, feeling nothing at all,
The real question now,
Do I have to guts not to call.
Morphine rots my brother's tomb,
Heroine still lives on within my family,
This here cocaine is just another side of me,
I am the substance you call home, I call myself addiction.
