Why does everybody dig the pain? It feels good, real good. Why is everybody now insane? Cocaine, so lame. It's a sin, you can't win. Heroin. You can't win, the shape you're in. My heroin. Where's the joy unless you feel the pain? Insane, no gain. It's a choice that you don't have to choose. One hit, you lose. It's a sin, the shape you're in. Heroin. You can't win, it's a sin. My heroin. There's a road that we all roam. It's the only road we know.