my name is Alex and I'm a drug addict
Every illegal substance on this planet I've had it
Leave anything valuable lying round and I'll grab it
I'll do absolutely anything to support my habit
You see without my buzz I'm a nervous wreck,
an insecure smackhead running out of veins to inject
Reality checks get me so upset
and make me realise my life's a f**king mess
I've got nowhere to go cos my family hates me
Pararnoia sets in and the whole world is against me
so I buy another 20 bag of Skag,
take it all in one go like an arse hole being f**ked by a fag
And all my worries get washed away in an instant
As soon as the rush hits my brain it's the distance
Between fact and fiction
The truth hurts so much I've become a slave to this addiction
I owe dangerous people money I can't afford to pay
Every penny I get spent on a buzz my body craves
This man made A-grade, powdered in a dark shade
Think I'm too far gone now to ever be saved...
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I don't know many bagheads with their own PC and internet connection?
Oh well perhaps its one you stole, I guess you've sold it by now though.
Anyhow , welcome.
Oh well perhaps its one you stole, I guess you've sold it by now though.
Anyhow , welcome.
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