A bottle of whiskey
A handful of pills
Cut another Line love

Tonight we get the chills

Roll another joint
Drop another Dot
Lace up my crack pipe

I sure it will hit the spot

Don't come and preach to me
Until you fully understand
Some of us are destined
To seek things others never find.

From highs to lows
To excruciating pains
Our minds will never be the same

Death and destruction lie before me .