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A day in the life...

A day in the life of a junkie, it's ended before it's begun,
It's how the game plays when ya hooked on class A's it's called living your life on the run,
There's nothing to do but embrace it, as addiction does tighten its grip,
Got you by the throat won't let go and I quote down the slippery slope you do slip,
It pains you to look in the mirror, of the girl you once were there's no trace,
When you finally look you just stand there dumbstruck, as stares back at you some strangers face,
A day in the life of a junkie, to your fate you end up being resigned,
at the start you feel trapped in the end you adapt, if you don't you will just lose your mind,
All ya confidence faded to nothing and ya self esteem well that's long gone,
Used to think life was funny when ya had loadsa money, til ya woke up one morning with none,
Though it's true you have all good intentions, will you carry them out? time will tell,
Don't they say good intentions are usually used to pave the road leading to Hell,
A day in the life of a junkie, though you realise you made a mistake,
One day you're determined to quit then get sidetracked by drugs that ya take,
It's almost like you're on a treadmill, and you lose everything that ya got,
When ya try n break free you look round n then see that ya running all day on the spot,
Take a day in the life of a junkie, then heed every word I just said,
Life's too short don't ya know and it's time to say no to these drugs before you end up dead.

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