Methedrine
by Mary Grace Sulla

 

You can't play this game on me
you're all that I can see
Too blind to control my fate
conscience is what we used to hate

We try to see each other fall
we heard our voices call
That's where we used them for
there's nothing I can ask for more

There's always more

than what we expected for
You can draw the line
for we'll always be fine

You're a drug
and you make me feel fine
You're a drug

and you make me feel fine

 

© by Mary Grace Sulla