Luyện nghe bài hát Creative Drug

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

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

just so happens to be an open wound - and just so happens to be for me- and I
just so happen to forget happens to you when you figure out that you're being used
The lightbulb always comes too late, like already burned my escape - an escaped
- I never asked for 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 black over my face
thats when I learned that great think alike
but bad minds think the same
we used other in bad taste
and I can't change, you change
you change, you can't change
and I can't change your mind, but I can your clothes
and I can't make things but I can get close
I told to never write about love,
I told myself to stick to I know
the more I learn, the more I learn how much I
My desire to create and get higher my urge to want to die right here, to die right now
I want to bury my pain into something and else
I'm always looking for an
a being or thing to
a new outlet for my
chopping up the creative drug and I take it to the brain when I breathe it in
the steam, the trip, the energy I get, only for one moment
strange using your arm like an 8-ball
and using you like a one night
and most won't understand
that my dayjob is and I don't wanna be sober
I wanna get to know her
I just wanna unknow myself and be later
it's darkest before the dawn
but darker with sunglasses on
but I wear 'em on in inside because when I 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 is an addict
and I can't live without it, I don't know how to without it
I know how to function
I'm not somewhere that I 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 have a prescription for script, I can fill it out for myself
the street runs for drugs and I think think this street leads straight to hell
and I'm on a streak of losing so inevitably will tell
But I'll tell I'm telling you that I really don't miss my old self
Or any of the ones have abused me
I'm not allowed to
I 'em so