Hooked
Hooked
Lying in this little room
Tied down to this bed
Men walking round in white coats
While insanity in my head
Laughing, talking, hanging
Out with my friends
Led down a lonesome road
Where I could see no end
One little taste, I
Swear that’s all I took
Now I’m lying in this little room
Strung out and hooked
I am dreaming of a life
I wish I almost had
But I’m lying in this little room
With my heart feeling sad
My friends are all gone
Nowhere to be found
They led me on a wild ride
And then they let me down
I’m in this little place
So cold, and dark
I can’t feel my body
I can’t feel my heart
I took a final vow
And took a new oath
No more little rooms
Or men in white coats
One night of happiness
For only a short time
Restraints holding me down
While I slowly lose my mind
My life now for everyone
Has become an open book
Lying in this little room
Strung out and hooked
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