The ******* Highway 80
Wasting, erasing, freebasing
Stumbling around looking for ****.
How did this life become such a trick?

Writhing, gagging, grimacing in pain
It’s not about ***; it’s filling a hole.
Unfortunately death **** so slow.

A hole in the heart
A hole in the mind
Fill it with whatever she finds.

“You have a dollar
I need to score”
Said the ******* 80
They call her a *****.