Night falls on these filthy streets*
At dead ends, where we meet
Oh doctor
What have you got?
He reaches out a steady hand
In his palm is not my brand
"You can't find this anywhere
And I would know
This will take you anywhere
You dare to go"
Black pill staring up at me
I can't ignore
It's no longer up to me
As I crush and snort
Oh doctor
Give me the dose
Oh doctor
Blood from my nose
Flashes of light
Ready to fight
Into the night
Demons are taking control
Burning with lust
Covered in cuts
Sick in the guts
Poison has swallowed me whole
Plunging a knife
Twisting it twice
Taking a life
And wanting to do it again
Under a spell
Violent as well
Tripping to hell
Then three days later it ends
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