Heroin

So now little man, you've grown tired of grass,
LSD, goof-balls, cocaine and hash,
Till someone pretending to be a true friend,
Said: I'll introduce you to Miss Heroin.

Well honey before you start messing with me,
Just let me inform you how it will be,
For i will seduce you and make you my slave,
As i've sent much stronger men to their graves.

You think you could never be a disgrace
And end up addicted to poppy seed waste,
So you'll start inhaling one afternoon
You'll take me into your arms very soon.

And once i've entered deep down in your vein
The craving will drive you nearly insane,
You'll need lots more money as you've been told,
For darling i'm more expensive than gold.

You'll mug and you'll steal for my narcotic charms
And you'll find contentment when i'm in your arms,
The day you realise the monster you've grown,
You'll solemnly promise to leave me alone.

If you think that you've got mystical knack,
Then just try to get me off you back-
The vomit, the cramp, gut tied in a knot,
Then jangling nerves screaming for just one more shot.

The hot chills, the cold sweats, withdrawal pains
Can only be cured by those little white grains.
There's no other way and no need to look
For deep down inside, you're hooked.

You'll desperately turn to the pusher and then
You'll welcome me into your arms again.

And once you've returned, just as foretold,
I know you'll give body and soul,
You'll give up your morals, conscience and heart
And you will be mine 'til death us do part.

An addict