Wolfsheim Heroin... She Said
Walking down the streets at night I see her stumbling through the rain A skinny figure in the dark Her face a shade of grey Begging here and barking there She's swearing all the time Her fingers fumbling with her hair A dirty mess of grime And she starts to cry and she's asking why Her life's always the same But she does not see, that unfortunately There's no one here to blame "Heroin" she said, "was the best I had... No more mountains left to climb. The worlds so slow... all my dreams just too high To be fulfilled in time...!" She grabs my arm... and I feel alarmed Her fingers gripping tight I see her pleading eyes... so I start to diguise And say, that everything's alright... And the reason why I pretended and lied Is that I don't want to kill The poor dream that's left in the deepest cleft Of the thing that she calls will...! "Heroin" she said........
