The Heroin Song

30 foot fall

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    How can something so cliche, something so pathetic
    Something so stupid be regarded as poetic
    With mum on methadone and daddy on the nod
    It's a picture full of death a syringe full of snot
    You shoot up, you die. You shoot up, you die
    And if your body lives, then you die inside
    Another paper, another shot
    Is the rust worth the risk, fuck no it's not
    Our generation should be smart enough to know
    The syringe, the gun, your life you blow
    You shoot up, you die, you shoot up, you die
    A false sense of security, you shoot up you die.
    And now it's too late to change your mind.
    Your life is empty, you fill it up with smack
    Too much one night you end up on your back
    You say you don't care, you're not afraid of dying
    Now you're on a respirator and all your friends are crying
    And now it's too late to change your mind!

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