Verse 1:
G G7 This bed that I lay on is narrow and cold C G This sickness inside me, it tears at my soul G And the devil awaits me, he calls me his son D For he knows I'm cornered and too weak to runVerse 2:
G G7 For I soon must return to my gutter of thrills C G Where joy is the needle or a bottle of pills D Where a man welcomes misery like an old friend from home C G That he uses and abuses till the misery is goneVerse 3:
G G7 My mind's filled with torture my body's in pain C G But the needle is warm as it sinks in my vein D G Just a matter of seconds then my mind will be free D From the coldness and darkness that dominate meVerse 4:
G G7 But the freedom is short lived and then I'm alone C G I must find the pusher but my money's all gone D Then the cycle of horror starts over once more D D Oh God, don't let me suffer this misery no more