Meth

Well...the title says it all.

Hey, you wanna get high?
He asked......as i stood there one cold winter night.
I asked him how it would make me feel....
He told me i would touch the heavens,
With one little teeth.

And that was when i tasted devil's creation.
I saw the stars right before my eyes,
Felt the whole world right by my side,
As i lay on the pavement,
On the corner of the street.

All my pain just vanished,
My thoughts banished,
And all i could feel,
Was the surge of pure joy,
Running through my veins when i was high.

In a trance, was I
My mind racing at the speed of light,
I wanted to conquer the world,
Nothing could stop me now.

And then i woke up,
With this searing pain in my head,
Back to reality once again,
Back to face my problems yet another day.

Yes i touched the heavens ,
But that did not solve my problems,
And i am back on the pavement,
Looking for a way to get high,
To forget the night,
With just a little meth.