Heroin.i Got a Goblin to Feed

It gives you a job with no prospects, an everyday something to do
It makes all the other things trivial, your always thinking of you
and by god, thats hard enough,to keep it all together
when you know your going to feel ill again
your always at the end of your tether
this life is hard, full of rain.
you sold out all friends and family,
your ashamed but don't mind,
better than being sick
clucking is my master, nodding is my lover
money is my means, and pain,you know what that means.
everyone despises you, dirty junkie
a tin with the sawed off spoon, a candle, a filter from a cigarette,
citric crystals, bottle of water, syringe and needles.
Thats your litany, your toolkit of the damned.
It's brown and beautiful
You love it like a mother.
seperation hurts a lot.
This lover is warm in your pocket. fifty quid salvation.
solution of solutions.Fix to fix, opiate therapy, hits the spot
There is only the spot left now.
It needs hitting.The spot lies at the end of the shrinking blue rope.
that needs hitting first.
For that first rush.
that two minutes
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Prayer is answered, promise kept, appointment attended.
Dues paid,just reward,
Breathing is fun.
When you wake, you think.
Better get out and get some money.
She's going to be calling agian soon.
She wants paying agian. and tommorw,
an hour from her, a day from you.
Come on! Let's be having you!
You got a goblin to feed.