Life as a Fiend

Theres no point of living! I shall die if I don't have it.
cuz even if I had steel legs I juss couldn't kick the habit.

needle point, tight my veins, sweat falls down my pawns.
can't wait to get the high in me but I know when its gone.
it's back to reality my tears falling heavy, I lost my charm.
long sleeve shirt everyday Im ashame to show my arms.
theres no hope .....it's to late I already burned the bridge.
hunger pains cuz I rather have this then food in my fridge.
I know its killing me sometimes I wish I had a new life.
but who love's me? my kids R gone N this is my new wife.
there's no more hope and dreams just dope and feans.
and another hopeless life with the same broken theme.
honestly I was never liked this.....whats become of me?
my pride is gone along wit love look what its done to me.
getting rid of this monster belive me repeatily I've tried.
saying I'll stop ......yeh right! I guess repeatily I"ve lied.
from my wife that tried to help me I wish I had 3 kisses.
I want my family back this thing is making me vicious.
if I had a geenie I'll demand to stop this for all 3 wishes.
If I could start over no doubt I'll defiently shut this blind.
cuz everybodies here 4 a reason I'm thinkin what is mine.
Physically I need it ....mentally also this cycle is mean.
futer looks empty its like I stuck a knife threw my dream.
I rather rot to death then live this awful life as a fiend