Sitting alone in a smoked filled room
The candle is lit sitting next to your spoon
A bag full of poison that you shoot in your veins
Its loving embrace takes away all your pain

We don't want you, we don't need you!
Junkie piece of shit
We don't want you, we don't need you
You just want another hit
We don't want you, we don't need you
Useless waste of space
We don't want you, we don't need
Don't ever wanna see your face


Cooking up the mixture with the skill of a chef
Precision is key with your potion of death
The belt is secured tight on your arm
Push in the plunger, succumb to its charm

Run out of smack need to get more
So you lie and you steal from those you adore
Nobody matters as long you're high
In the grip of addiction, you're going to die