Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Confessions of a Drug Addict , by - Psycho Realm. Release date: 27.10.1997
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Confessions of a Drug Addict |
| What type of drugs do you do? |
| And what do you do to get your hands on your shit mothafucka huh!!! |
| What kind of dirty tricks you do to get yourself fixed? |
| You’re all sick; |
| is it lack of love? |
| or lack of your withdrawal? |
| Drugs! |
| i need femine venoms in the system |
| In order to function in the rhythm |
| You get hook to the look of wild vomen |
| And wanna live in the land of the unforgiven |
| Habits turn bad ones |
| Individuals make 'em poison rituals |
| Gotta have it a have it, a habit |
| Welcome your traces of an addict |
| God forgive me for my bad habits, |
| Drug addict needle in my vein, i gotta have it To kill the pain, you silly rabbit |
| I dig a hole under the sun to hide from the static |
| Automatic pressure got to kill it Give some act-rite juice so i could feel it Ah, now everything is all right |
| The eye of the needle cries out to the dark side |
| Looking inside through the outdoor knocking |
| But society won’t let me in so i grab my stocking |
| Put over my head and get the dough |
| 'cause the needle is my god and smack is my soul |
| Parahernaila in my domain brings conclusion |
| That i’m using but the question is, am i abusing |
| Infested in the residence of pico union |
| Drug intrusion, color fusion |
| Invasion! |
| of your senses maintain relapse |
| Dilate eye lenses, my dependence on these chemical artifical dreams |
| Is what makes my habit obscene |
| What type of drugs do you do? |
| And what do you do to get your hands on your shit mothafucka huh!!! |
| What kind of dirty tricks you do to get yourself fixed? |
| You’re all sick; |
| is it lack of love? |
| or lack of your withdrawal? |
| Drugs! |
| i need femine venoms in the system |
| In order to function in the rhythm |
| Tinted like the darkest shadows, my mind is cloudly subliminal |
| Commands will penetrate then i get rowdy conditions |
| Drowsy, the sedative brings negative enemies |
| I slump down and stay ahead of me Powerful like metamphetamines my state is altered |
| This here’s no lie hydroponic, chronic |
| Got you feeling all erotic aphrodisiac, who’s got it? |
| Alvarado maniacs risk poison time buying dimes |
| When you got the fix get in the mix |
| There’s no denving drug’s the only factor |
| Got me in the rapture making an addict out of you |
| And proceed to capture you mind |
| You’re mine, choke hold to your whole skull, substance uncontrolled |
| Who holds straight keys to locks and unlocks key holes |
| The structure of my trip is unstoppable |
| I’m 50 hits of the dot all powerful |
| We go deranged and remain living the last days in the haze of purple micro |
| I remember when i was a high school star |
| Had the proom queen, scholarship, brand new car |
| It’s funny, you never know who your friends are |
| 'til you lose all your sensibilities to the act-rite |
| But i’m all wrong; |
| no wonder my family |
| Don’t wanna have nothing to do with me Humiliation, neglect, no respect |
| The concept of rehabilitation has been swept |
| I wish i was clean a far fetched dream |
| But what other way am i going to blow of my steam |
| Heaven’s all in this bottle of juice making me feel high |
| Making me feel loose, get nowhere turn to no one |
| Trust me, i don’t even trust myself |