High Hopes

One, two, three, do it

The needle cold punches the vein
Rush
Tremble pressing the plunger
Push
For the pleasure and pain
Sting and strain you risk everything
To feel again (Feel again)

Hell with the hopeless
Every clinic in America sees you
Eyes wide shut bitch
Everyone ignores you
They all just walk by (Walk by, walk by)
You chose your bed so, sleep tight (Sleep tight)
Just a junkie doomed to die on the side walk
A human with a heart who's lost
But they don't see you (See you, see you, see you)

Push it in, find the spot, force the needle in
Tearing, ripping, fucking addiction
Corruption of the people you love
Intake drug deaths and homeless heart aches
Sad truth is that most of you will die full of holes

"If I were the devil, I'd peddle narcotics to whom I could, I'd tranquilize the rest with pills. In other words, if I were the devil, I'd just keep right on doing what he's doing."