Retro-Active Abortion

If you wanna definition of a junkies life
Then take time to look at mine
One glace could possibly
fucking blow your mind
I have been walking a very fine line

I know it's hard to believe
but addiction is a disease
Do you really think that i
would live this way voluntarily
It seems that I self-medicate
to eradicate the pain

Even though with every dose
I get closer to the grave

Cocaine, heroin, methamphetamine's
These are the substances that are constantly running through my veins

Once upon a time...
I remember when innocence was mine

I cannot deny...
The truth I have been buried alive

What's the point of life...
If everyone dies in the end I wonder

I am not surprised...
That my world has
been totally ripped asunder

Since my curruption, self-destruction
Seems the only way to fly
Why should decide to suffer
When I can always numb my mind

Retro-active abortion, wash my fears away, flush them from my system
Like a placenta going down the drain

Retro-active abortion, neutralize the pain,
By taking me to a dimension
Where there is no suffering

Take me to a dimension
Where there is no more suffering