A MAN'S TRIP WHILE SHOOTING OXY'S,FOR THE FIRST TIME!

THEY SAY AN OXY A DAY KEEPS THE DOCTOR AWAY,
BUT,THIS I MUST SAY,
I BEEN ON THAT TRIP AND A TRIP IT WAS.
I LAY ON THE BED,JUST BECAUSE,
I COULDN'T GET UP,BUT I COULD FALL DOWN.
I COULDN'T TALK,HELL I COULDN'T WALK.
MY WORLD WAS SPINNING,MY STOMACH GRINNIN',
THINGS WERE WEIRD,AND THATS FOR SURE,
I HAVE A COAT ITS MADE OF FUR,
I PICKED AND I PICKED AND THERE WAS NO CURE.
I TRIPPED ALL DAY,AND HALF OF THE NIGHT,
CHILLIN LIKE AN ANTIQUE DRESSER I WAS,
SO MANY THINGS YOU COULD BE COME.
I LOVE THIS HIGH,I DO,I DO...
BUT THIS IS SOMETHING,
I COULD PROMISE TO YOU.
IT MIGHT BE FUN,FOR A MINUTE OR TWO,
BUT,WHEN YOU COME DOWN,
ITS HELL YOU GO THROUGH!
THE PAIN FROM YOUR FRIEND,
THAT YOU JUST TOOK.
HURTS LIKE A KINFE,ENTERING YOUR GUT,
THE SICKNESS YOU FEEL,
WHILE THROWING UP IN THE SINK,
IS SOMETHING THAT HELPS YOU SEEM TO THINK.
FOR WHEN YOU ARE SICK,
YOUR MIND STARTS TO UNDERSTAND,
ABOUT ALL THE THINGS THAT MAKE YOU A MAN.