It's the type of drug that will turn ur soul black,
Leaving you emotionless, a hollow sack,
Blast ur weeks pay cheque on a hit of crack,
Once u lose ur mind, there's no going back
Methamphetamine, it's the modern day affliction,
"Gimmie more, I need more",
"I swear it's not addiction,"
"I don't need a cure and I sure won't listen,"
"Even when the comedown leaves me crying in the kitchen"
I remember back, when I was just fifteen,
Found myself locked in a toilet with a fiend,
He told me we were gonna snort some speed,
But it was just a ploy to try and get me on my knees.
Chorus
Methamphetamine, it don't appeal to me,
I don't wanna tweak, for a day or a week,
I don't need another discrepancy,
I don't need anymore incongruity.
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