I'm sitting in my room...
there's a mirror in front of me...on my desk...with white snowey powder on it...
I take a neatly cut line on my finger...put it to my finger...and sniff...
oh, it feels so good to inhale you...

Once again...I'm sitting on my bed...
I have a syringe in one hand...filled with beautiful liquid...
my other arm is tied tightly...
I bring the sweet needle to my arm...slowly inserting the point in my blue blue vein...
The liquid burns as it seeps into my blood...
how I rejoice in the pain...the burn...
I adore injecting my self with you...