Justifying

 My friends all think my heroin addiction leaves me feeling low, but I accept there is no escape, there's is no even flow.
Why does my country live in heroin hate, with no regard for the addicts lives it's enslaved.
90% of opiate addicts will never stay clean, if you've ever tried, then you know what I mean.
All the treatment and thick cash I've spent, to rid myself of something that I know that I can't.
Society looks at me with me with such ill contempt, but I'm not a bad person, I'm just an addict who's spent.
I've accepted myself and the addiction inside, I am proud of the man I've become, I don't want to hide.
I have a beautiful home, three beautiful kids, a high paying job, so the fuck what if I fix.
Been a functioning heroin addict for so very long, you either accept who I am or you can just move along.
My government has labeled me, "you need help son", I'm sick of this shit, I don't want to run.
I'm not some junkie taking the skid row tour, to put ciggs in my pocket and money to score.
I like getting high, I'm happy shooting dope, maybe you are the one needing to cope.
Instead of a drink ending my day, I hit my vein, I lead my own way and from this day on I no longer want to change.