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