You're tied down, you're locked up 
You've got no way out 
You're broke down you're fed up 
Your lungs start to shout 
You're wincing, convulsing 
You're aching with pain 
Gasping for breath, and you're feeling insane 

Hole after hole 
Just proving your point 
Point after point 
Just digging you hole 
Slow digging with a spoon 

Hooked! 

You're hooked on a drug that's controlling your mind 
Hocking your soul for that measly last dime 
You're dragged off and thrown in your own padded cell 
You've reached end of rope at bottom of well 

Yellow-black arm-hole of eager junk acceptance 
Thin steel prick cums in your arm 
I see you fall over and over again 
Hanging onto nothing you thought was a friend