MF DOOM - Substance Abuse lyrics

you know I dont smoke anything, dont sniff anything, scared of needles I don't even take Tylenol but I'm still on d** too. when you're trying to fill a void instilled by the thrill of choice, there d**, there d** when you're drowning amongst the answer like preserve and surf with cancer, there d**, there d**, when you attempting to get wagon, dive in a rift of pavement, there d**, there d**, your religion is a drug , your invention is a drug, her attention is a drug, if you listen its my drug, there d**, there d**, there d**, there d**. Overdosing on over-potent bloody hell marrys and thais, a Tabernanthe or what have your back two if you care to decide that, running aloof in substance abuse is also something for you, because once your a devout addict you promise dozens anew , reasons to lead your life or lead through a streak of strife, as long as your up in a pew with your users coming with you, thats how drug dealers love it, keep the clientele coming, cause guys like any other hustlers always try to run with the scheme and agility of any other rustler, parallel thoughts of eternal life, you and you other revived addicts can call it divine plan, and use the bible to back peer pressure cause gods word is right, and all of the idle stages profess as the final stages, abuse in their primal rages search for high to try new faces, Here's a word of advice since ya know that ya right Sniff coke off sermons of Christ and roll the L with bible pages :Chorus: See the street pharmacist, hiding a product in the ???, might allow you a few injections until you hooked then its over, The next step is withdrawal of emotion's and bank account, if its potent you'll play you out forces motions that make you bounce, what ever hatin' you say for the love of it, ?????, till your veins overload or sniff until your nose explodes, you want that monkey inside your back so wear more host and soul, No one wants nickels just dimes and smoke with you sometimes, and help you see life differently with pcp and dust lines, i swear i just saw ??? in that last orgasm, maybe she's addicted just watch that who*e spasm, you come up with excuses and use them to feel unjudged, what ever keeps you together, yo its still a drug. yo i'm not an addict I mean I cant stop using this any time I want plus this stuff its all good for me, right? why should i quit? :Chorus: Drown my pain shoppin for clothes, keep thoughts off the here and now, eyein the size of my problems, when i'm high i can stare them down, maneuvering fast and mastering my own domain, past the tense of asterisk after this it goes pro-fain, losing grip on reality, falling up, its bottomless, trying to find an Islams of the follems dichotomous, my problems is the mountain-us, the solemnly sounds, lets rain on the root of evil, cause those problems to drown, all hopeless imperial scheme my focus, material things, auxiliary powered depleted releases the fear of my dreams, addict ravaged, I, atmos magic, I, disgrace n' sadness embracin habits through madness, why, This is the weight of the world, you try fighting centrifugal force, Till the voice in your mentalist force and see how the injury falls we do d** to see the world the way we wanted them, Its the feeling of a millionaire spending a hundred grand. :Chorus: Now consider yourself addicted.....