Crystal **** was the thing
Its the high that gives you wings
Heat it up and watch it smoke
You feel great after just one ****
Send it round and watch it burn
Hope its not empty on your turn
Getting high felt so great
Coming down is what you hate
You have no conscience and feel no pain
Then you start selling everything
There goes your lights,the kids,and the home
It hits you hard when the dopes all gone
You need a couple hits and you'll think clearer
Until you see them blue lights in the mirror
Your mother cries to see you fall
Now its over,You lost it all......