Junkie

I ditched all my real friends for fake friends who had drugs

And now I'm lonely broke and sad but I'm high as a bum

Straight addicted to the shit that makes them horses go numb

Escape reality with this tab on my tongue

Who needs any friends when I can talk to my demons

And the Ambien walrus likes to chat when I'm sleeping

I got work tomorrow morning it's a t- Tuesday evening

Wait I don't got a job man I'm freaking tweaking

I didn't have no cash so I roamed the streets and begged

And when that shit didn't work jumped in a whip and then I fled

Got these pigs up on my ass I put some lead up in they head