Them, Drug Addicts

It's not hunger for food And it makes one a fool It's really nothing good More like leaving a toddler in a pool All victims does panic But they're in as if they get a commission The actions are so ironic Leaving one amazed, on the line of division They do monologues You really would swear they are mad If you hear them doing dialogues The topics don't match the news, it's so sad They say they steal for a living Unfortunately the earth so soon is what they end up leaving