Lying to my parents, and taking drugs as well
Sitting on rock bottom, from the heights I fell
It's as if my glory days are over
My accomplishments few, what have I done
Called a bottom feeder, yes I am shunned
Whole life from reality I have run
Right now I have two options to choose from
Better my life, or fuck off and be gone
Window of opportunity is slim
Glittering lights of dreams have now been dimmed
Drugs clouding my mind, through this life of sin
Battle against addiction I can not win
I can not do this, where do I begin
Take me off this crash course and show me north
Cleanse myself from evil, and let light come forth
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