Dope Fiend Blues

Dope Fiend Blues - Mike Ness/Billy Zoom

In a police car I feel so very small

I see my lover's face and I watch her teardrops fall

And I try to figure out where I'd fallen off the track

I sold my soul to the devil and then I stole it back

And in the end you know a d**e fiend ain't got no friends

And a junkie is a junkie to the bitter end

Hope to die now 'cuz you know I'm better off dead

Hey brother won't you lend me a helpin' hand

I tie myself off shoot it in my veins

I feel like marlon brando and I've hid another day's pain

I'm goin' back where it's safe goin' back to the womb

I find my mother's comfort here in a needle and spoon

And christmas for a d**e fiend ain't no fun

Waiting for good times that seem to never come

Goin' out now gonna get myself a gun

Please stop me don't you know I'm on a run

Aren't you tired of the detox and the places in the mind

Aren't you tired of the misery aren't you tired of doing time

And I try to figure out where I'd fallen off the track

You know I sold my soul to the devil and then I stole it back

I'm a d**e fiend I'm a liar a cheat and a thief

At my funeral won't you bring me a red rose wreath

Dress in black now show everyone your grief

Well I'm gone now you can all feel relief