Confessions of a dopehead

Memory of my tripping nights
is a shrilling torment now
fuming many joints
Flying like a parachute
dying for a crazy delusion

Master of  a broken life
always despised my tired wife
who loathed my marijuana lips
and now I lost my way
now I lost my chance

I'd been on the spotlight
Sung many gigs night to night
Cheered the head bang party nights
Now I can't sing anymore
for my throat has gone sore

from my fingertips music used to ooze
but that was in a time I bathed in booze
a body so weak and quivering
like out in cold I'm shivering
and now I lost my way
Now I lost my chance

From cocaine to heroine
I rolled and rolled and rolled
smoking the weed made me thrilled
a way to believe i'm chilled
i threw the life to pieces
despised the archaic voices
of my dear and near

Just like an incognito in a city
To be slain ignored is a pity
Now I lay dying on my withered bed
looking at  the earth to once I'll be fed
And now I lost my way
now I lost my chance.