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Miss Heroin

by Anonymous

ref: July 98 Heroinsight

So now little man
you've grown tired of your grass
And someone pretending he is your friend
Said "I'll introduce you to Miss Heroin"
Well honey before you start fooling with me
Just let me tell you of how it will be
For I will seduce you and make you my slave
Believe me we sent stronger men to the grave
You think you could never become a disgrace
And end up addicted to poppy seed waste
You start by experimenting one afternoon
And end up asleep in my arms very soon
Then once I have entered deep in your veins
The craving will drive you nearly insane
You'll need lots of money as you have been told
For darling, I am worth more than gold
You'll swindle your mother just for a buck
And turn into someone who's vile and corrupt
You'll mug and steal for the narcotic charms
Then feel so content when I'm in your arms
Then you'll realise the monster inside you has grown
And you solemnly swear to leave me alone
But if you think it's easy, that you've got the knack
Then sweetie, try getting me off your back
The vomit, the cramps, your gut in a knot
The jangling nerves screaming for one more shot
The hot chills, the cold sweat at the withdrawal pains
Can only be saved by my little white grains
So now you return (just as I pretold)
And I know you'll give me your body and soul
You'll give me your morals, your conscience, your heart
And now you are mine till death do us part.

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