Never for a second did he think it'd come to this

A man as young as this, you're thinking why'd you Run the risk?


You call it simple life, he called it punishment


With his future In the vice it's the high he's gonna get

Blood pumpin


Let the drugs come in


He wants nothing

But the rush again


And then he never thought twice


when they told him it was safe

now Its weaving through his life


Flowin through his veins


He loves it

Fill him up again


And the comfort


It could usher in

He felt weak and he needed a doctor now he's


elite and it's cheaper than water


all a sudden, caution

this addiction isn't slowing


watch it man


the fixes still are growing

it's taking more and more


hits, more to get him going


the worst part about it

really isn't knowing


what's the consequences for not stopping the progression?


will he just get taught a lesson will this go to far to step in new directions?

and now the price goes up, and so does the use


but he wants the finest cuts and doesn't know what to do


or how to buy the stuff, the nightmare's coming true

but he's getting higher up, and he won't undo


all the time it took, to get the Midas touch


$#&@ it, light it up! like





Chorus:


It felt so good and it worked so well


But it taints my blood and I hurt myself

I said it felt so good, and it worked so well

But it taints my blood, and I hurt myself.





Put the needle to his skin and inject it


There's no feelin' like his head gets

no slowing up its spreading


The gates opened up and the world could get it

He knows he's got a problem, now, but to solve it

He's got to want to solve it, but man it feels awesome


These other options are exhausting,

He can't stop it without getting nauseous

So shoot the mother $#&@in' drug up in the blood stream


He never had enough guts to come clean

But everybody knew he was up to something

An intervention, the result was nothing


Smoke, snort, incision, get that black liquid in him

Doesn't matter what method, just back in his system

When he can't pay the dealer, in fact, he would kill him

But his own body would





Chorus We've never had dope like this

They say we have no crisis


My God but the further down the road life gets

Don't quit... The more I show my fist

Cuz it kills from the inside, builds on the out


We still wanna get high, and sit on the couch

find alternatives, aim and narrow in

OK here it is Oil is our !@(%

Oil is our !@(%