Roll me up, like a one dollar bill,
Smoke me up baby; I’ll give you the thrill.
******* lips candy, they’ll make you alive,
Just close your eyes, and turn your fall to a dive.

Take a poke love; it’ll revitalize your skin,
Don’t forget, they love the Holocaust thin.
Forget the world Eve; they’ll love you when you’re dead,
Take my word darling, and stay here instead.

Feel a gaping hole,
Located center-fold.
Nothing seems out of place,
Except for our long-lost chaste.

Eden has come and gone,
Yet here we remain in throngs.
Confused by our own existence,
We look for God’s assistance.

Unknown emotions start stirring,
A transformation is occurring.
Metamorphosing into man-made monsters,
Dropping bombs onto unknowing youngsters.

Feel a gaping hole,
Located center-fold.
Nothing seems out of place,
Except for God’s long lost embrace.

Eden’s now a myth,
Telling of Man’s zenith.
Unsure of our own existence,
We turn to Pain’s assistance.

Catalytic events annihilate Man’s innocence,
GOD HELP US! We can’t find the cure to this pestilence.
Race against race,
Man against man,
Child against child,
The innocent cadavers are still being piled.

Feel a gaping hole,
Located center-fold.
Nothing seems out of place,
Except for our disintegrating face.

The body’s shaking,
My muscles aching.
Eyes rolling,
The world’s unfolding.
Too much coke,
For my body to cope.
Burnt up bills,
With a bottle of a pills.
People screaming,
My body's heaving.
The dark is creeping,
I feel my body sinking.
One more line,
To make time fly.
Take a rip,
Because it’s our final (death) trip.

A little bit lost and a little bit blue,
Oh the things memories can do to you.

A little bit torn and a little bit used,
Oh how the Present can feel like abuse.

A little bit shaken and a little bit bruised,
Oh how my Future seems constantly confused.

A little bit tired and a little more gaunt,
Oh how the Past is all I'll ever want.

She's become the Heir of ******,
One day a Pulitizer Prize heroine.
Slowly wasting away,
Her sun only sets in grey.
Oh, won't someone please ask her to stay?

Let us slowly make our descent,
Through Hell's path, broken and bent.
To the depths of Hades door,
Otherwise known as Druggies Galore.
Your fix clutching frantically at your throat,
Now don't you wish you had chosen a different life boat?