CORPSES

Blow the smoke

Cut it slow

Bag the coke

Up her nose the substance goes

The dealer continues pushing his dope

Dropping straight to the ground as her heart beats at the fraction of a sound

Now she is dead !

“Fuck the feds !”, he says

All he does is make the drug then spread

Like a biochemical weapon filled with lead

Another human has been bled, becoming a lifeless skeleton instead

A human in the body, a fiend in the head