Fall to The Ground

Thoughts of a drug addict

Fall to the ground

Look all around

For something that does not need to be found

There has to be more

Check by the door

Did you drop it?

That was the last hit

Where can we find more?

Is there no cure?

No cure to this disease

Will we always be labeled as junkies?

Caught in this game

There will never be any fame

We will live our life in shame

Until our lives we can reclaim