Heroin's Toy

Little boy all wound up tight
You won’t even sleep tonight
Monsters spinning in your head
Flashbacks of the life you lead

Don’t you cry little one
You can’t help what you’ve done
People try to rape your mind
Scratch your eyes until you’re blind

You are filled with merciless pain
Confusion comes down in black rain
You can’t help what you are inside
The devil calls and you must abide

Itsy bitsy spider boy
Heroin’s pretty little toy
Spider webs become your bed
Toy soldiers marching in your head
They spin the web of your deceit
And children cower at your feet