dOpEBent and heLLboUnd SpUnn'N'SpELLBoUnD

I wanted the dope and I sought      
it        
I scrambled and hustled like a slave Was it famine or family I fought        
it        
I hurled my youth into a grave        
I want the dope and I got        
it        
Came back with plenty for all        
Yet somehow life's not what I thought        
it        
Somehow the dope is everything but nothing at all        
You come to get high and for no damn good reason        
You feel like an exile at first        
You hate it like hell for a season      
 Then you are worse than the worst
It grips you like no other sinning        
It twists to a foe from a friend        
It        
seems it's been since the    
beginning        
It        
seems it will be to the end        
I've seen dope dealers power tripping wannabe big shot callers They was plumb full of sh*t to the brim I've watched people hate love just to Waller        
Until their spirit in their eyes glow dim        
Always dark but the pale moon gleaming        
Few stars flicker through the pot smoke I spot        
I thought that I surely was    
 dreaming        
But reality in fact no I am not      
This ice with its brightness will blind you        
With a grip that only few shall overcome        
There's a cold fear that follows and finds you        
Leaving you silent empty and numb There are hardships here that nobody would ever recon        
These demons don't stop till they kill There's a better way and oh how it beckons        
A better way for those with the will It's making the world diminish        
I'm so sick of the taste of meth        
Win or lose I'll be glad when its over So I can simply rest up before death I'll fight and you can bet its my best fight        
It's hell but I've been here before      
 It's far better than this by a damn sight        
To say never again just once more This dope keeps haunting trying to lure me        
I'd rather be hung from the end of a rope        
Yet it isn't just the sh*t that I'm wanting        
So much as it is just finding the dope It's the great big broad lands way out yonder        
Where tweakers will never know peace        
If this wickedness thrills you with wonder        
The devil himself will be your dealer Here he owns the lease