I am your God I got the power I can make you praise me Every minute, every hour One dose of me and you're all mine Everywhere you go, I'll be holding a sign I'll make you damn everything to hell Your car, your house, I'll make you sell Your job, your family, you'll lose for the love of me You'll become exactly what I want you to be I'll tell you how to behave and you'll become my slave You won't eat, sleep, shower or shave You won't even change your clothes Just to let me travel to your mind through your nose Up your nose in a cloud of smoke I'm in control and you're easy to provoke You'll come when I call You'll give me your all I am your God The minute I leave, you'll doze and nod But when you awake, it's me you'll be looking for It could be 3 in the morning but I'll lure you out the door I'll have you searching hard for the pleasure that I provide I'll be your navigator, I'll be your guide I'll make you steal from your mother Rob your own brother Make you kill one another All for the love of me I don't care about you But I can make you beat someone black and blue Just to have a portion of my love Cause to you, I am from above I am your God You think you can stop your praises for me anytime Not true cause I'll make sure you spend every dime Just to let me travel through your soul I'll make you sell your platinum and gold I'll even make you sell things that ain't worth shit To get all the money you can get Just to get that much closer to me They say crack is whack but not to you I'll make sure you do whatever you gotta do Cause when you're high off me, you don't have a clue The message around town is "just say no" Ignore that message and come get this blow I'm the devil but it doesn't matter to you It amazes me of all the things I can make you do You come when I call You give up every and all Cause you are a fiend for me I am your God
Reason for writing:
I was watching a documentary on HBO about drug addicts and I started thinking about all of the people I've seen and the ones that I know who are struggling with a drug habit. I was inspired to write this because this is how I imagine addictive drugs talk to it's victims. Some don't believe they have a habit and some know but can't do anything kick the habit on their own. This is my depiction of the drug talking to the fiend.
Birth sign: Cancer
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