There is a gnawing at my brain
A clawing sensation running thru my veins
I cannot resist this insistence of necessity
A fixation of obsessive sincerity
Has me in a state of paranoid delusion
My mind in a state of steady confusion
By an itch that just has to be scratched
From the front all the way to the back
I need to feed this greedy craving
A medication to remedy my situation
And fulfill my longing to be free
I cannot help myself with this addiction
It fills my time with adverse directions
I cannot escape from its absolute control
It’s a compulsion to which I have sold my soul
As it calls to me at all hours of the night and day
To keep the wolves of withdrawal at bay
As I lay here and shiver and shake away
Trying to think clearly about my life of pain
And the need to score another fix again
