Drugs dreaming in the sky
The colourful sights sound and delights
Chasing after it believing it is always there
The drug addicts swallow pride down the decline
The emotions bring the negative responses
Knocking on doors some turn them away
The needs become so acute for a fix
What they see from their eyes
The minds totally can't register it
The highway of their wretched lives
Living in squalor under the bridge
Knowing not the times and days
They see vehicles speed
They think they are on it
Cities endeavours
Not many will make it
Some will be laid on the side lanes
Nursing wounds and egoistic declines
It is life playing to the right tunes
The pursuit of happiness
It is always boiling down to wealth
It is also simple living easy flow
Take what you can do
Don't do something out of your skills
It will damage your creditability
The spiral fall hard to get up
So drugs to forget pain and sorrow
It is the worst nightmare
For a living soul
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