you bite your lip and i bite mine too
push real hard so the needle goes through
me and you shoot the dope
what a wonderful way to cope
hold me close while we lose touch
i hope we didn’t use to much
look at our arms and start to grin
for here the downward spiral will begin
the warmth we feel is so immense
no way in hell we could be tense
our necks are limp and toes are numb
as for pain, we feel none
the nod is setting in and we’re in love
this heroin fits like a glove
pupils small and faces red
we nod and nod on your mom’s bed
eventually we need some more
heroin we are your whore
so feel the cold and the shooting pain
as we walk to ashland in the rain
never will life be the same
now that we know euphoria has a name
as for heaven, we may not get in
but it’s worth the price to do heroin…