I don't have to look in a mirror to see
How this wack crack addiction has a hold on me.
Got me chasin ' the high even when I'm asleep
Wanna wake up from this nightmare that's haunting me.

I cannot eat a thing cause my appetites gone
I'm losin' a lot of weight so all you see are my bones.
I'll walk a mile haunting the white rock down
Lookin' high and low, searching all over town.

When its gone what will I do to get me some more?
Anything that I can like a common street whore.
Cause it flows through my veins and always calling me
I know its a bad habit and its not what I need.