Its just one hit, I'll be fine.
The rush is amazing, my high is great.
The come-down hit, I need my fix
Another hit, now a line. The feeling returns I am fine.
I know myself, I won't get addicted.
A week is gone, a month has past.
Some say I live way to fast.
I hit my pipe, ten years roll by, I know now that I have lied.
Friend have started to leave they say " They don't need a tweaker like me."
My life is over, I'm a mess
All I have left is an addiction to the meth.