Crystal Rock
When the cocaine fades away
and its rushing through your veins
and the bruises blacken from the fist of your mate
When the baby kicks inside
and your high has gone
and your house is empty because everything is pawned
When the child is born and born inflicted
the window to its soul is blurred
the heart rate is lifted
As the doctors come in to say your baby is a victim
You lash out
Disguised as a mother who tried out
the sacrificing measures to reproduce
The baby hangs with the little life god gave
Soon to leave
this earth
free from all the hurt
Your lover strikes you
but soon falls accustomed to
the drugs, the life of a man who tried to be strong
to a drug addicted woman
When the cocaine fades away
and its rushing through your veins
and the bruises blacken from the fist of your mate
It's all to late
The white rock exists
Yet you're without existence
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