Heroin

Heroin, Violins
You played me like a fiddle.
Dead man's drug, you took my blood
And gave me very little.

You're so evil, pins and needles
Warm sensation creeping in,
Can't refuse you - always use you
Poppy juice is seeping in.

Staying high, days go by
Sleeping in and nodding out,
This is spiritual - such a miracle
Now you're here and God is out.

I feel no pain, you're off the chain
The one I always tried to find,
You moved in here - removed my fears
And helped me tranquilize my mind.

When you were gone the games were on
Withdrawals hit me like a brick,
Nerves were jumping - head was thumping
The cramps and chills, so deathly sick.

I can't believe how you deceive
I worshiped all those things you gave me,
I never thought you'd slip a knot
Around my neck and then enslave me.