Why do people sell their souls away
 Just to ride the horse another day
 They're all slaves to the heroin
 But it's a war they'll never win
 They'll never live to see the error of their ways

One foot in the grave [bad word] by the [bad word] they crave
 It all began as a need for kicks
 Now they'd sell their lives for a fix
 Powerless to break those chains
 There's only losses and there's never no gains
 They only live and die as a slave
 With one foot, one foot in the grave

It promised an escape but only lied
 Master of the world they're trapped inside
 The needle and the spoon only gave
 one - way ticket leading to the grave
 And suffering until the day they die