Luyện nghe bài hát Creative Drug

I'm not allowed to miss anyone I willingly
I and I'm alone and right now I'm vigorous
I have eyes for
and I write in lines of cause I use you like I use this
To hide from the light an' moon like an
so please, please,

so please let me my feet off on your cheek before I enter your open mind - which

just so happens to be an open wound - and just so to be just for me- and I
just so happen to forget what to you when you figure out that you're being used
The lightbulb always comes too late, like I've burned my escape - an escaped
- I never for this cape to be pinned to my back but covers up the finger nail
and I like the way that makes me feel so I let you let me keep it intact
Dressing up my feelings as
you slip the mask over my face
when I learned that great minds think alike
but bad think exactly the same
we each other in bad taste
and I change, you can't change
you can't change, you change
and I can't change your mind, but I can your clothes
and I can't make things right but I can get
I told myself to write about love,
I told myself to stick to what I
the more I learn, the more I learn how I don't
My desire to create and get higher suppreses my urge to want to die right here, to die now
I to bury my pain into something and someone else
I'm always looking for an
a being or to love
a new for my suffering
chopping up the latest creative drug and I it to the brain when I breathe it in
the steam, the trip, the energy I get, only for one moment
it's using your arm like an 8-ball
and you like a one night stand
and most people won't
that my dayjob is rehab and I wanna be sober
I don't wanna get to her
I just unknow myself and be reminded later
it's always before the dawn
but it's darker with on
but I wear 'em on in inside because when I I'm an insomniac
and everyone thinks I'm on
but it what's the difference?
Dependence is dependence, it depends on the way you at it
An is an addict
and I can't live it, I don't know how to live without it
I know how to function
I'm not that I haven't been 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 don't have a prescription for script, I can fill it out for
the street runs for street drugs and I think think street leads straight to hell
and I'm on a streak of losing so inevitably will tell
But I'll tell that I'm telling you I really don't miss my old self
Or any of the that have abused me
because I'm not to
I 'em so