You're two different people,
Correction,
When you see you're reflection
You're divided into sections
Not seeing the big picture is a focal infection
Intraveneous intjection is the method
But that's not what the family knows,
They remember when your grandpa was stealing your nose
Running through the sprinkler with the ****** up hose
But now you're nothing, hoping you only mean something
To the man Who keeps your crutch coming,
Scratch all that, he's not a man, he is a coward
Lusting only for your money and his ****** up thought of power
He doesn't give a ****, he just knows you want caps and powder
He'd let you O.D on his **** and not even throw you in the shower
Give you white flour cause his milk just ran sour
And you still call back at all hours
I just really feel it for them dope fiends,
Trying something once, end up giving all your hopes and dreams
Blue green is the color of the eyes
Of the girl selling her body for her next fix,
Goes to work at night, has to **** like ten *****
And that **** gets real old with a quickness
Seeing no way out, she's found with slit wrists
The split fists of the one who's addicted
He feels so alone, he's beared by no witness
He said "**** this" and did it
His final thoughts were only "No one's gonna miss this..."