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Greenlighter
"Drug Daze... My Life on Drugs"
Here is my story, I'm sorry to say
I'm not sure how I ended up this way.
I think it all started way back in high school
I probably did it to try and be cool.
So young and stupid, I hadn't a care
But I never thought it would lead me here.
Back then it was simple, some booze and some bud
Maybe take some acid and hope the drop's not a dud.
As I got a bit older I drank more and more
Became an alcoholic down to the core.
When I turned twenty I started with the cocaine
A teenth or an eight-ball would drive me insane.
In no time I was filling my nose everyday
Never thinking about the price I might pay.
It was like this for a few years, the coke and the drink
But I was nowhere near how low I would sink.
To come down from the blow I began with the pills
Bennies, percs, and vics were the usual drill.
But then before long I slowed down with the coke
Thought I'd try and be good, yeah right, what a joke.
Just like before I fell into a trap
Popping more and more pills to fill the days gaps.
Two percs at a time, morning, noon, and night
Just to take the edge off, keep me feeling alright.
After a short time of this, I tried to quit, was on the verge
Then along came oxycontin, the new millennium's scourge.
Now at first I had no idea just how strong these were
Like most new drugs you try you can never be sure.
So I started with just half and even that made me sick
But my addictive personality caught up real quick.
One a day, two a day, three a day, four
Within months I wasn't even getting high any more.
Now I'm wasting time and money on the jams
So I decided to go buy a couple of grams.
I'm sure you all know this time it wasn't cocaine
Now I was riding on the H-Train.
The one thing that we all say we'll never try
Was now giving me my most intense high.
At the beginning a bump or a line
Would hold me for hours and do me just fine.
But as with the oxy's my tolerance grew
So I then decided to try something new.
I left for the pharmacy, just a short trip
"100cc syringes please, with the half inch tip."
It's been almost two years since I first hit my vein
Again hardly getting high, just killing the pain.
I've tried to quit more times than I care to recall
But I always seem to hit that brick wall.
For those of you who've never felt withdrawal pains
They're so bad I can't even begin to explain.
So now here I am, still trying to quit
Weening myself off bit by bit.
Taking Suboxone the days I can't score
Then giving in when a friend who's holding walks through my door.
For anyone who reads this and thinks I'm no good
I've never hurt anyone and never would.
I'm not some skeeve junkie, I don't steal or rob
I'm a regular guy with a girl and a job.
Like I said before I just got caught in a trap
Took a couple of wrong roads along the map.
I know I'll quit someday, I'm just not sure how
The fight of my life is ahead of me now.
Here is my story, I'm sorry to say
I'm not sure how I ended up this way.
I think it all started way back in high school
I probably did it to try and be cool.
So young and stupid, I hadn't a care
But I never thought it would lead me here.
Back then it was simple, some booze and some bud
Maybe take some acid and hope the drop's not a dud.
As I got a bit older I drank more and more
Became an alcoholic down to the core.
When I turned twenty I started with the cocaine
A teenth or an eight-ball would drive me insane.
In no time I was filling my nose everyday
Never thinking about the price I might pay.
It was like this for a few years, the coke and the drink
But I was nowhere near how low I would sink.
To come down from the blow I began with the pills
Bennies, percs, and vics were the usual drill.
But then before long I slowed down with the coke
Thought I'd try and be good, yeah right, what a joke.
Just like before I fell into a trap
Popping more and more pills to fill the days gaps.
Two percs at a time, morning, noon, and night
Just to take the edge off, keep me feeling alright.
After a short time of this, I tried to quit, was on the verge
Then along came oxycontin, the new millennium's scourge.
Now at first I had no idea just how strong these were
Like most new drugs you try you can never be sure.
So I started with just half and even that made me sick
But my addictive personality caught up real quick.
One a day, two a day, three a day, four
Within months I wasn't even getting high any more.
Now I'm wasting time and money on the jams
So I decided to go buy a couple of grams.
I'm sure you all know this time it wasn't cocaine
Now I was riding on the H-Train.
The one thing that we all say we'll never try
Was now giving me my most intense high.
At the beginning a bump or a line
Would hold me for hours and do me just fine.
But as with the oxy's my tolerance grew
So I then decided to try something new.
I left for the pharmacy, just a short trip
"100cc syringes please, with the half inch tip."
It's been almost two years since I first hit my vein
Again hardly getting high, just killing the pain.
I've tried to quit more times than I care to recall
But I always seem to hit that brick wall.
For those of you who've never felt withdrawal pains
They're so bad I can't even begin to explain.
So now here I am, still trying to quit
Weening myself off bit by bit.
Taking Suboxone the days I can't score
Then giving in when a friend who's holding walks through my door.
For anyone who reads this and thinks I'm no good
I've never hurt anyone and never would.
I'm not some skeeve junkie, I don't steal or rob
I'm a regular guy with a girl and a job.
Like I said before I just got caught in a trap
Took a couple of wrong roads along the map.
I know I'll quit someday, I'm just not sure how
The fight of my life is ahead of me now.
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