The monster took over his mind.
Leaving him with nothing but the thought of drugs.
Everyday I lose more and more sight of him.
Standing here by myself with no way to help.
The monster became more important than me.
I was supposed to be his best friend.
So I got high with him,
to see him smile.
Because these drugs are making him happier than I ever did.
I no longer recognize this boy I used to know.
The monster took over.