There's a crackhead,
roamin' the streets tonight,
he's on the move lookin' for a rock to fill his pipe.
When you look in his eyes,
there's a vacancy sign,
your lookin' at a deadzone.
He's playin' a game with a demon he can't win,
he's not doin' the drug,
it's doin' him in.
even tho' addiction is raping his soul,
it's hell tryin' to break his demon's hold
There's a hooker,
workin' the same streets,
turnin' tricks to get a fix to get another short reprieve.
She's a heroin junky,
gotta feed that monkey,
the needle is a spade and she's diggin' her own grave.
She's playin' a game with a demon she can't win,
she's not doin' the drug,
it's doin' her in.
even tho' addiction is raping her soul,
it's hell tryin' to break her demon's hold
Thier afflictions bring them nothing but misery
they've lost all hope of ever breaking free
all life's demon's have a name,
like the headstones of every stolen soul,
buried in a deadzone.
Ron Kauffman / Wednesday, March 08, 2017
There is no worse way to die!