People losing their minds in a vicious cycle Is it a problem of being fenced in? But even some who explored and returned Found themselves in a downward spiral Great children with great promise Trapped in cycle of diminishing returns Took the road to the highest funway Had their minds cracked into splinters See young children once full of life Become unwitting shadows of themselves Hovering about like darkening clouds Their guardians freezing in the headlights High on drugs, but low on goals Aiming at action, but aiming aimlessly The decline puts a chill on your soul Life a story, value your prose... They said it's because the walls are fenced in That there's something out there doing the feeding But one thing is certain, God we are needing Say no to drugs.