Drugs

With too much time on my hands I always think of you We've had some good times, that much is true But the things you took I can never get back My soul vanished more with each tempting sack I wanted to stop, I thought I was done But it looks like again the devil has won It can and will consume you so fast And you're stuck with highs that don't last My heart has blackened, my head a blur I'm going to hell and that's for sure Losing family and friends is oh so sad All because of the fun we thought we had In and out of jail, detox is never fun But all I can think about is my next run Somedays I'm just in my head Somedays I wish I was dead The moral of the story is to not take that first hit Because you will fall into a bottomless pit