(you see) I had some friends once before,
Whose not much my friends anymore
I was very influential in their lives (so they say) , and when I lost my
Mind, they followed me though multiple deaths
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(Because) there we were on the floor, slumped over and
Sliding downward, with syringes hanging out of our arms,
Another night, anyway we could. I said trust me
The Destruction of a person builds character, invisible
Another so called group of friends,
Can't seem to get off the needle now again
Should I blame myself cause I introduced some of them to the devil?
Or just realize the lord of light,
Fallen from heaven works also in mysterious ways.