Withdrawal

I just got home,
Got my shit,
I'm sitting in my chair,
About to take a hit,

It was a long day,
I thought I'd never get back,
I'm glad I've got,
My freebase crack,

Some days I think,
How my addiction controls me,
If I can't get a line,
I go crazy,

Nights are torture,
I awake with sweat on my face,
My hands clenched and trembling,
Of my Blow there's no trace,

My mind is screaming,
I feel like I'm going to die,
I wish, I wish,
That I could just get high,

I need some powder,
Soon or I'll die,
I tell my friends with money,
They help me get by,

If I could go back,
To where I took that first hit,
I would tell that crack dealer
To go eat shit,

I'd tell him I know,
How addiction kills,
And if I don't have a line,
I'll take a bottle of pills,

My brain is so fried,
How could this be?
How could I go from normal,
To borderline insanity,

I have to stop,
I can't do this at all,
The high is so nice,
But I can't do Withdrawal.