Fingers twitching with anticipation
Lungs screaming with desire
Just one taste can destroy a nation
Body tingles with a fire
First taste begins the pleasant sensation
Second starts the never ending lair
Money burning from my generation
Imaginary voices singing like a choir
Everyone is broke from the sensation
They believe that it will never backfire
All thought and rationality going to death station
The substance works as an amplifier
But it will kill without hesitation
People beg for you to stop and retire
Once started it becomes a fixation
I watched drugs destroy the one I used to admire