Lost not knowing his despair
Blowing, blowing smoke in the air
Sirens in the distance
Louder and louder soon they would be there
Laying on the floor unconscious
The drugs delight
Put him there
Coming out of the drugs choke hold
Not wanting their help
Begging them to leave
Only wanting his stem
Smoke, Smoke in the air
His only desire
Only with the coroner
He will retire
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