Heroin Whore

Lovesick bitch
Always ready to split
Pure once, before she was broken and worn
Tattered and torn, she continues to transform
Swallowing the souls of those who care
Indulging in the drug the wicked ones bare
Stone cold safeguard, the illusion of strength
Take her and rape her but stay at arm's length.

 
The junkie
The junkie
The junkie is me.

 
Meth head
Alone in her bed
The world is sleeping, but
She's staring at the ceiling
Bleeding brain
Adrenaline veins
Fight or flight?
Fight it tonight.

 
The junkie
The junkie
The junkie is me.

 
Heroin whore
Looking to score
The drug is free
When the junkie's on its knees
Who will invest in the habit
When they already have it?
Scabbed needle stick scars
Do you know who you are?

 
The junkie
The junkie
The junkie is me.