Can’t you see what your doing to yourself
just isn’t right
don’t you realize that your soon going to be
my enemy, a tragedy
is this life or is this a nightmare

you think it will take away the pain?
or cure your pathetic disease?
alone in the dark
waiting for someone to pick you up, lift you up,
you are nothing to me now

i hope it feels this good when you die

is this what you wanted your life to be?
is this life, as you had foreseen?

a fix that’ll fix you up again
just to bring you back down
to your grave
death has kept you warm
giving you a feeling, a shot up feeling,
a psuedo-reality

i hope it feels this good when you die

is this what you wanted your life to be?
is this life, as you had foreseen?

trapped in a corner
your addiction has taken control of you
you’ve abused life, now life
will abuse you

you tell yourself just one last time
as you feel the needle, pierce your skin
you must keep yourself from what you want
can’t you feel the torment, torment within

there’s no way out, there’s nowhere to hide,
death has started, to eat at your life

is what you wanted your life to be?
is this life, as you had foreseen?