You tell me lies,
When the truth I already know,
You tell me you will never use again,
Then I see you smoke a bowl,
You tell me everything's good,
Everything's going fine,
You tell me you will never use again,
Then I see you snort another line.
You can not lie,
I know everything about you,
I know the looks on your face,
Because I am you,
I look into the mirror,
As I say this to your face,
Don't use again,
Your soul will never be replaced.
Celeste Adame