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Laying in the gutter, your friends all ran away
You wanted to lead his lifestyle, there was a price to pay
Now you're just a shadow of the man you used to be
Addicted to the needle, don't expect my sympathy
Smackhead, you chased the dragon and now it's biting back
You would sell your mother to get your shot of smack
Hiding from your problems under a cloack of misery
Afraid to look into a mirror, too scared of what you'll see
You betrayed your loved ones, now they see through all your tricks
Mugging, stealing, begging to get your daily fix
Smackhead, you chased the dragon and now it's biting back
You would sell your mother to get your shot of smack
Smackhead, you chased the dragon and now it's biting back
You would sell your mother to get your shot of smack
Smackhead, you chased the dragon and now it's biting back
You would sell your mother to get your shot of smack
Smackhead, you chased the dragon and now it's biting back
You would sell your mother to get your shot of smack
Smackhead, you chased the dragon and now it's biting back
You would sell your mother to get your shot of smack
Smackhead! Smackhead! Smackhead!