Drug

My dear friend
You must the doing that evil again
I can smell you from here
Hot wax hot metal and cold wet skin

Shame shame shame
You took a gamble now you're losing the game
I can see you from here
Black eyes black ego and white cross frame

And as the days drip by
I never wonder because I know why

If the drug don't break you
Then the virus will take you

My dear friend
Does it feel good to have the devil inside
Sin sin sin
He's on your back and it's a hell of a ride