wasted away
another day
she chased the dragon
"no, she says, i am not bragon"
a poor mans cocaine
has drove a young woman insane
she tweaks all night
smoking up that white
spun again
my friend
too much dope
now you cant even cope
so much suffering inside
her face a fake lie
she tells me what happended
as she starts to cry
"are you chopping up more?
you skinny little ****
isent that what you came here for?
i am so sick of your hoarsed voice
you talk to much to my boys
did you actually expect
youd get my respect
me and my crew
are through with you!"
again, i watch her waste away
she just had to buy more today
forget about the depts
she still had to pay
i watch the quarter
get a little shorter
since she is no longer a snorter
she likes to chase the dragon
while she waits for the dealer
who is still laggin
she hates waiting
but doesnt complain
the power he holds
is part of the game
girlfriend, have you no more shame
to your own game
you let that dope
even take your name
you are nw his dope fiend slave
cant you see the man
diggging your grave
she breaks up the copped 8-ball
as i look for the pen straw
she mumbles, "heres to the drug
which i'm always so loyal
heres to the dragon
that i chase on foil"
PUF!up in smoke
the hit so fat
i almost choked
looking down,she says, "I'm not
even myself anymore
everyone thinks im just a bore
i cant even talk until i get more"
Doing that drug so much
you could easily loose touch
she tweaks every night of the week
cant eat,work,talk or sleep
we both start entering the tweaking zone
just for a little while
i wish i were alone
she swears she saw something from
the corner of her eye
and thinks the cops are watching
her nearby
"their laughing at me crawling
on the floor
searching for dope
beacause i have no more
right now, i could almost me a ****"
i am so tired of playing
cards, dice and bones
but because we are so paranoid
we remain at home
i watch her cover up the
zits on her cheek
that wouldnt have been there
if she didnt tweak
its weird how the same dug
in different places
has the same look
on wired faces
she reads my expression
and shous out at me
"im not blind, i know wat you see
just please dont judge or critizise me
a dope fiend is not what i chose to be!"
i didnt want to argue i could
hardly even speak
so i left her alone
to fall asleep
she lays down and whispers
her sleepless prayer
i could almost belive
its to late to save her
"i only wish i could have a dream,
i havent dreamt in years it seems"
when will she ever have
her last high?
would she laugh scream
Choke or cry?
my heart stops to the words in the room
she must be dreaming
is what i assume
"i feel like im paralyzed
trying ro close that heavy
weight on my eyes
my heart drums faster
and faster now
i wish i could sleep
but, i forgot how
i can see myself outside my body
as this night goes sleeplessly by
my ticking heart ticking
as i slowly die
you dont have to worry
i have finally quit
tonight was the night
of my very last hit"
she closes her eyes
as i say goodbye