Luyện nghe bài hát Creative Drug

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

so please let me wipe my feet off on your cheek before I enter your open - 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 being
The lightbulb always comes too late, like I've already 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 as fact
you slip the black mask over my
thats when I learned that great minds alike
but bad think exactly the same
we used each in bad taste
and I can't change, you can't
you can't change, you change
and I can't change mind, but I can change your clothes
and I can't make things right but I can get
I told myself to never write 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 suppreses my urge to want to die right here, to die now
I want to my pain into something and someone else
I'm looking for an outlet
a being or thing to
a new for my suffering
up the latest 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 stand
and most won't understand
that my is rehab and I don't wanna be sober
I don't wanna get to her
I just wanna unknow myself and be later
it's always darkest the dawn
but it's darker sunglasses on
but I wear 'em on in inside when I create I'm an insomniac
and everyone I'm on crack
but fuck it what's the
is dependence, it depends on the way you look at it
An addict is an
and I can't live without it, I don't know how to live it
I know how to function
I'm not somewhere 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 it out for myself
the street runs for street and I think think this street leads straight to hell
and I'm on a streak of losing so 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 abused me
I'm not allowed to
I 'em so