3:15, got off the bus
Couldn't wait, to shoot up
Homework done, grades are good
Everything is like it should
Ran upstairs, to my room
unaware, of my doom
Boiled smack, spoon in hand
just tied off, rubber band.
Went to check, for my sticks.
They were gone, holy shit.
On the edge of freaking out
I need my fucking needles now
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