Paddyeahh

Syringe, syringe on my bed Is this real or in my head? I feel bad now, don't you see Sugar is no good for me I tried white, now I try brown But it just, like, gets me down First I'm feeling oh so well Then suddenly I am in hell I want more but can't afford What will become of me, oh Lord!? Will I have to sell my soul To crawl out of this hellhole?! Suddenly I'm feeling sick I'll have to sell both soul and dick Soul to those who souls will eat Dick to perverts on the street Syringe, syringe on my bed It would be easier if I was dead