The Templars

Heroin Street Hopeless

The Templars


Just a shadow of your former self 
Nothing but a burnt out shell 
Collapsed veins and sunken eyes 
Shadows cast from a dark sky 
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Life's about your next score 
Live for a fix and nothing more 
Steal from friends and family 
To get back down the Heroin Street 

A time bomb's ticking in your veins 
Lost the ability to control the reins 
Think it's hip, think it's cool 
Too high to see you're just a fool 

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Shot yourself into slavery 
You mess with heroin you cease being fee 
As you leave your conscious mind 
Can't see what you left behind 

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So now you live on Heroin Street 
Where all the drugged out zombies meet 
Cook and shoot your latest score 
One goal in life; to get some more 

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