Insulated from the outside world
Fornicating the drugs euphoria of being
Not believing in normal feelings
Higher & higher with no relief
Just one more hit
Then I will quit
A fool always to be
Not believing the drug controls me
Lying to family & friends
What do they know I am not with them
Looking in the mirror what do I see
Only the ghost that stands beside me
Voices in the wall and behind the trees
My eyes & ears available to these
Mothers, fathers, sisters and sons, money please
I will tell you any lie, just to appease
Have to stay high, so I don't see the realization of me
Always to be the drugs whore
Till death or jail closes the door
Jimmy j
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