Depression,
heart beat pounding
eyes tighten hands fiending.
for that green that happiness
bring such power when
i have it.
Makes you kill,
makes you steal,
even sell your body
just to feel
the high.
That keeps me climaxing
saying this is a great trouble
feeling.
Moolah the root of all evil
the drug that you cant kick.
So when you look in the mirror
is that really the person you
willing to be.?
Gun in your hand
to go get that rush,
that keeps your body
feeling amazing bang,
their goes the gun
that ends your life
forever.
Just to have
it for a second,
and poof it goes in the air
escaping your hands,
and living you broken.