i'm good

somehow i convinced myself
that being high is bad

somehow i start to wonder
how did i get so mad

the injection is the itch
that lets me wanting more

the down before the up
is the calm before the storm

who says storms are bad
who says they get you wet

i listen to no one
i only take k from the vet

do not be mad at me
im not mad at myself

i'll walk right out the door
leave no drugs on the shelf