i say fidget and think

Come kids, take me into your lungs
and feel your seems coming undone
find out lifes only good when you live it fast
so pack enough bowl and feel another relapse

Whoever said that the pupils didn't take
all of their life and their mistakes away
is a lying fuck and should be ignored
because none of those fucks know what your in for

They say avoid meth, heroin and pcp
but no one realises the value of speed
the dancing feet, the bullet sweats
honestly, it's just as bad as meth

At least the gear lets you sleep,
if you dont, if you don't your in too deep
feeling the short circuiting of your pain
and thinking you're the one not insane

and that pcp is to blame
 for all the junkies and superheros that came
and broke their arms beating down a villian dealers door
then having to wake up on a police concrete floor

but i guess speed tempts the creative infact
so they have too smoke another bowl for another relapse
until shooting it up becomes the thing
that makes them want to dance and sing
and steal, and kill and fuck and sin

but by that time your losing hair
and all those people that said they cared
are looking at you with a needle empty
in your arm with  the power god had sent me,

but i'll still say
continue young lad,
sell your ass for a buck
and any morals you had
because you'll find
addiction aint bad
if you can fund
the problems you have.