when i was high

the people i love the most
were always the ones i would betray

i wake up in the morning
body aching, hands shaking
I've got to find something
to make it through the day

i look through my mothers purse
to find some money to steal
in my mind, what i was doing, wasn't real

now I've got my pills
the anticipation gives me chills

i crush it up and put it in a spoon
then suck it up in the syringe i use

now i just need to hit a vein
so i can finally relieve some of this pain

now i feel like a million bucks
but it will wear off soon and that sucks

it is over as fast as i can blink
this ship i am in is about to sink

"I will never be addicted" is what i thought
but by the lure of false promises of drugs
i was caught

now i am tangled in this sticky web of lies
constantly searching for that high

i ran willingly into the drug life
i thought was great
it turned out to be my biggest mistake

will i always chase that high
until the day that i die?