bumming on the street for another bag of dope
injected and rejected til he's lost all hope
in a world as sick as his when there's no one left to follow
he'll squander all that he can borrow


fight it, fight it, it seems a waste of time
fight it, fight it, leavin it behind
fight it, fight it, try to walk the line so he can walk away


a craving that's so strong it'll knock him to his knees
it's only in a needle he can find the strength
a dope sick misfit hitting rock bottom
a quick fix, kick this, stop this pain