Destroyed

He's got plenty of drugs

But he can't find his guitar

Winds up drowning in puke

Or with a needle hanging out of his arm

This is plea for drugs

This is a plea for booze

This is a plea for junk

Anything I can use

I'll shoot junk in my eye

I can't die

Whoops- I'm already dead!

Maggots are writhing inside my head

This is plea for drugs

This is a plea for booze

This is a plea for junk

Anything I can use

Desperate for anything

Anything I can use

A plea for drugs

An appeal from me to you

There is nothing you can do

I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die...

See me failing, see me sprawling, see me...go through your purse

See me crying, see me dying, see me....ride off in a hearse

This is a plea for drugs

This is an appeal from me to you

There is nothing you can do

I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die...

I'm pathetic! Yet magnetic!

That is until the drugs are gone

Then I am a total dick until I get a good load on

Don't want to fucking shoot myself, that would be a mess

I really should O.D. on junk, I think that would be best!

This is plea for drugs

This is a plea for booze

This is a plea anything

Anything I can use

A plea for drugs

An appeal from me to you

There is nothing you can do

I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die...