My alarm is blaring by my head
Just want to stay in bed
Don’t wanna face another day
What’s the point in getting up I say
I try to get up and feel like lead
Oh fuck! I might as well be dead
I take the needle off the tray
Shoot up to start another day
I feel the drug coarsing through my vain
Its magic takes away all the pain
I finally get up to face the show
What would I do without my blow
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