I'm not allowed to miss anyone I left I and I'm alone and right now I'm vigorous I have eyes for and I write in lines of drugs cause I use you like I use To hide the light an' moon like an addict so please, please,
so please let me wipe my feet off on your before I enter your open mind - which
so happens to be an open wound - and just so happens to be just for me- and I just so happen to forget what happens to you when you figure out that you're used The lightbulb always comes too late, like I've already burned my escape - an - I never asked for this cape to be pinned to my back but covers up the nail and I like the way that makes me feel so I let you let me keep it intact Dressing up my as fact you slip the black mask over my when I learned that great minds think alike but bad minds think exactly the we used other in bad taste and I can't change, you can't you can't change, you change and I can't change your mind, but I can change your and I make things right but I can get close I told to never write about love, I myself to stick to what I know the more I learn, the more I learn how I don't My to create and get higher suppreses my urge to want to die right here, to die right now I want to my pain into something and someone else I'm always for an outlet a or thing to love a new outlet for my chopping up the latest creative drug and I take it to the brain when I it in the steam, the trip, the I get, it's only for one moment it's strange using your arm like an and using you like a one stand and people won't understand that my is rehab and I don't wanna be sober I wanna get to know her I just wanna myself and be reminded later it's darkest before the dawn but it's darker with on but I wear 'em on in inside because I create I'm an insomniac and thinks I'm on crack but it what's the difference? Dependence is dependence, it depends on the way you at it An addict is an and I live without it, I don't know how to live without it I don't how to function I'm not somewhere that I haven't and I'm not good at being home, and I'm not good at sitting still and my soul has ADHD and I'm mentally ill and I have a prescription for script, I can fill it out for myself the street runs for street drugs and I think think this street leads to hell and I'm on a of losing so inevitably time will tell But I'll tell that I'm you that I really don't miss my old self Or any of the ones that have me because I'm not to I 'em so