Methamphetamine

It starts with a band ,
Wrapped ever so tightly ,
This 16 year old girl ,
She knows the routine ,
She plays the game nightly .

A metal spoon ,
Plastic works to ,
A simple crystal ,
Now to light the rock .

Inpatients growing ,
As she waits for it to melt ,
The liquid is growing ,
The needles been built .

As the needle sucks it all in ,
Her mouth turns into a grin ,

"It'll ease me pain , it'll ease my thoughts . "

She pulls the needle up ,
And picks a vein ,
It's in her arm again ,
It's in her arm again .

Slowly she reaches up , her thumb releasing the pump ,
The methamphetamine is in ,
The methamphetamine is in .

The burning sensation , causes her to release a soft moan .
It's her only friend ,
Her only friend .

She remove the needle ,
And releases the band ,
Covering the hole ,
She allows it to sink in ,
The rush is coming ,
But she hasn't found her high ,
Another hit ,
Please ,
Another hit .

So she pulls forth ,
A razor , a straw , and the crystal again ,
Just a line ,
Just a line .

She breaks it all up ,
Makes the formation she wants ,
She snorts it all in ,
She snorts it all in .

It's still not enough ,
She hasn't reached her high ,
Let's hit the bulb again ,
Let's hit the bulb again .

Dropping the crystals in ,
She starts to like ,
Breaking it down again ,
Letting all the smoke in ,
Letting all the smoke in .

Finally it hits ,
The injection she finds ,
It finally hit ,
It finally hit .

The high she has ,
She wouldn't replace for the world .

She sold her soul to meth ,
Soon she'll find herself dead .