The Needle's Sting

Blood drips down your too young hands A Rose thorns deep Its pedals red Dirty grime A party dress In a bathroom In distress Heart brake Loves toll to take Last night here Then your free Free to a shackled insanity Tears and puke Make-up for your night of truth Drain the glass Drown your past Forget your lover Forget your test Forget your lost Forget until the pains regress Cook the thing You cant forget One last trip Into your place Where truth is with out mask This times the last More than enough To end the pain at last Find the vain Relish the needle's sting Push the plunger Fell the rush And smile when your brain turns to mush