It may bring you pain,
It may bring you death,
Its worse than cocaine,
This here is Crystal meth,

You won't need no food,
You won't need no sleep,
You'll never come down,
It'll pull you in deep,

When your mind is tweaked out,
You won't know what to do,
You'll think someone's outside,
That they're watching you,

You won't want to slow down,
You'll wanna go fast,
It will get you high,
And oh how it last,

When you scrape the bag,
And think this can't be it,
The only thing you will care about,
Is just one more hit,

The lifestyle is crazy,
The life is insane,
It's like when you're happy,
But you chase after pain,

There will be certain things,
You can no longer hide,
But there is no need,
Because you can't feel inside,

You'll lose all your morals,
It'll damage your soul,
You'll become a person,
You no longer know,

You may go to prison,
You may go to jail,
But when you get out,
It's right back to that hell,

It's hell on your body,
It'll make your face age,
And it's probably too late,
Once you get to that stage,

Boone can convince you,
And you cannot be shown,
You'll listen to noone,
You'll end up alone,

It may seem well worth it,
Whenever you start,
As it stands up your hair,
And it speeds up your heart,

These feelings are false,
And they do not exist
But there's more pain and suffering,
To add to the list,

I feel I must tell you,
That there is no gain,
For a little bit of pleasure,
There will be lots of pain,

If you have children,
You can kiss them goodbye,
Break their little hearts,
Just so you can get high,

You'll forget where you came from,
Won't know where to go,
Bring tears to your mother,
She'll watch you die slow,

You'll be full of regret,
And that's not the worst,
It'll eat you alive,
And you'll always be cursed,

Its hard to explain,
And I cannot define,
That feeling you get,
Right after a line,

Or hearing that sound,
A sizzle, a crack,
Inhaling a hit,
As you watch it crack back,

When that's not enough,
When it's just not the same,
You'll pick up the rig,
And go straight in your vein,

It won't seem so bad,
Whenever it's new,
But after a while,
Its all you'll want to do,

It clouds up your judgement,
You cannot think level,
This drug is from hell,
And it works for the devil,

He'll own your soul,
If you fall for his trick,
Just try it once,
And the craving will stick,

It will try to destroy you,
It will leave you a mess,
But you cannot see,
You will think it's the best,

You can not get away,
Once it gets you hooked,
And the next thing you know,
You'll want to learn how to cook,

When you shake that jug,
An awful smell it will reek,
And everything falls apart,
When you're up for a week,

For cooking a fix,
They can give you ten years,
You will only need help,
But they can't see your tears,

You may think you can drop,
This new drug that you've found,
But you won't get away,
Till you're put in the ground,

Once you've had enough,
And you finally do see,
Its already too late,
And now you'll never break free!

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