Addiction is a terrible thing.
It makes your integrity shrink.
In fact it makes it so very small
That you believe, it’s not there at all.

Addiction is a toxic friend.
It knocks you down, then gives you its hand.
It pulls you up, and when you begin
To walk, it knocks you down again.

Addiction is a vicious thing.
It makes you believe that you’re a king.
And just when you begin to rule
It laughs at you, “A king?! A fool!”

Addiction is a nasty leech.
It drinks your blood, your source of life.
But though a leech leaves when it gets full,
Addiction stays until you die.