This chemical bondage

Fun time Charlie
Fond of the dust
Keep on sniffing
As you synapses rust

Its all an illusion
The power you feel
You build on white sands
As your downfall you seal

From the columbian amazon
Come white rivers of death
And now that you are hooked
we are wasting our breath

The deaf won't hear us
The blind can't see
All funtime Charlies
Must fall from the tree

And into the abyss
Your soul is consumed
The damage is done
Your light entombed

So you rob and you steal
And you turn a few tricks
To get dirty money
And buy some more kicks

It's part of a process
To bring you to book
One day you'll regret
Every line that you took

This chemical bondage
Takes a terrible toll
It's best to stop digging
When you live in the hole !

DIMLOADER 6/12/11