Smack

Whispered words of the dying,see the death in my eyes
When my time is finally here,ut's just one slick black lie
Who am I supposed to be,each day I feel like shit
I stumble through the cold wet streets
I'm desperate for the next hit

You call it smack,but it's a savior to me
My body's racked,I need to feed my disease

Feel the heat flowing through me
The sweat it runs down my back
My hands begin to spasm & shake
My veins are hardening fast
Eyes begin to glaze with fear
My lips begin to crack
If I should live another day
My life of hell will be back