Deep thoughts

Smoking crack 
Numb lips
Life is wack
I'm in a trip

Snorting pills
Bleeding nose
My life's not filled
My tears run like a hose

Shooting up meth
I feel free
I'm close to death
It's hard to see

Smoking weed
Blurry thoughts
I can't breathe
I've taken one too many shots

Walking home
I fall down
My soul is left to roam
I leave my body with a frown

My funeral is almost empty
Damn, I forgot the Molly
And the Hennessy
No one stopped me

No one helped me
I didn't help myself
No one loved me
I didn't love myself

My family weep

The skies are gray

My soul is left to creep

Don't worry, for tomorrow is a new day.