For me there's no turning back // No telling what my life is valued at
Too many mushroom caps // Perhaps Ill collapse before I relapse
Soaking L's in the wiggle fluid // Though my mind swells I still do it
Floating high in the clouds I'm cupid // Fucking in crowds like a druid
Mixing wet with meth is what I make // Reek of death in every breath I take The brains shaking like the Quake // That hit California State in '88
Floating The Star Gate // Fuck love drugs is my heart ache
Bottle after bottle // Till I'm nothing like a super model
Speeding full throttle // Fuck being on my lean I waddle
Through the alley ways // A junkie staying blazed for days
Momma said its just a phase // Sorry its a craze that I praise
Kill for the tabs of acid // Got more bodies then the croc from placid
Inside is a beast that's rabid // Gotta keep the peace support the habit
Travel down this road its lonely and cold // Happy when I unravel dope sold
When the bell tolls evil controls // The fiber of my soul is dirtier then the Dead Sea Scrolls // This is the world through the eyes of an addict
Realize I take dipped trips in my attic // Call BBC this shit is dramatic
Playing roulette with an automatic // Brainwaves only pick up static
Like out dated televisions with shitty transmissions // Reproductive cell divisions needing revisions // Electron collisions cause extreme living conditions
My first topic criticism anybody it is well needed