Can't find a way out
You say that you're lost
But you've put yourself here
And now you suffer the cost

Can't live without it you say
But we all know that's a lie
You can get yourself out 
And if not, you'll die

There's nothing left of you
Withered away to skin and bones
Somehow you still hang on
Continuing, as if no one knows

Finally you're faced with a choice
To stop your addictions 
Or get out of their lives
Decisions, decisions

Finally you find it
The strength that you needed 
You drop it for good
Never again will you need it

Never again
Will you go back to heroin.