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For so long i had been sober from this old heroin
Till that night i had it on my lips
Taunted and temtped
His wish he got
Since that night, i have been teased to take the trip again
But i told myself once
Told myself twice
That it was all for naught
Telling myself it was just a dream
Just my imagination
But my body knows more than my mind
And craves madly for that second dose
But so far it hasn't happened
But when it does
I won't be able to conrol myself
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