Concluida la sensación inicial, el efecto depende de la dosis. Lo siguiente es un estado de desinterés o autosuficiencia ante las cosas habituales (con o sin vómitos), seguido de un entumecimiento que se desliza hacia semisueños tanto más breves como mayor sea el grado de ebriedad. Si la dosis se modera -como hace con la bebida quien sabe beber-, puede producir algunas horas de calma lúcida y no enturbiadas por el sopor, abierta al contacto con otros y a la introspección... La intensidad del efecto apaciguador liquida preocupaciones y temores como se aparta un visillo o se mueve un cubierto.
Te importa todo un carajo.
La heroína se convierte en tu único amor.
Debe ser la mejor sensación del mundo.
walking down the streets at night
i see her stumbling through the rain
a skinny figure in the dark
her face a shade of grey
begging here and barking there
she's swearing all the time
her fingers fumbling with her hair
a dirty mess of grime
and she starts to cry and sheВґs asking why
her life's always the same
but she does not see, that unfortunately
there's no one here to blame
"heroin" she said, "was the best i had...
no more mountains left to climb.
the world so slow... all my dreams just too high
to be fulfilled in time...!"
she grabs my arm... and i feel alarmed
her fingers gripping tight
i see her pleading eyes... so i start to diguise
and say, that everything's alright...
and the reason why i pretended and lied
is that i don´t want to kill
the poor dream that's left in the deepest cleft
of the thing that she calls will...!
"heroin" she said...
i see her stumbling through the rain
a skinny figure in the dark
her face a shade of grey
begging here and barking there
she's swearing all the time
her fingers fumbling with her hair
a dirty mess of grime
and she starts to cry and sheВґs asking why
her life's always the same
but she does not see, that unfortunately
there's no one here to blame
"heroin" she said, "was the best i had...
no more mountains left to climb.
the world so slow... all my dreams just too high
to be fulfilled in time...!"
she grabs my arm... and i feel alarmed
her fingers gripping tight
i see her pleading eyes... so i start to diguise
and say, that everything's alright...
and the reason why i pretended and lied
is that i don´t want to kill
the poor dream that's left in the deepest cleft
of the thing that she calls will...!
"heroin" she said...
