See, late every night
With all my might
I feel greater than, just alright
Cause my powders in sight
Always sparkling white
I just forgot
Are you like this too?
Are you able, to be true?
It's nothing rare, for you knew
So here is my view
Just hear me through
I loved that I forgot
I could sniff or bang, even smoke
And I did smile, each time I did choke
Best always, after I just awoke
I inhaled and loved that first toke
My dearest friend, my powdered coke add muffled aine, aine, aine
I believed I forgot
So high In some cloud
Feeling numb and frankly proud
Its effect tamed my race, and gone the loud
No one knew better, no pleasing crowd
Best to stay, there, forever, like now
I chose to forget
I chose to forget chose chose
I did not ever predict
The disease I was infecting, my conflict
Busted, sentenced, now a convict
Everything I say, I will contradict
I dead inside, had to admit,
I was an, always an, addict
I was an, always an, addict
I was an, always an, addict
I was an, always an, addict
I was an, always an, addict
I was an, always an, addict
I was an, always an, addict
I had to know I forgot
White powder, my cocaine
Drove me to ways insane
With a buzz, no longer did I gain
Something in me, made a change
I had denial, admitting my own blame
I began to remember
Chop me one more line
Chop me one, just one last time
Then I swear I'll stop, I'm fine
OK last one now, not a crime, crime, crime, crime
Please do me a favor, chop me one last line
I swear for the last time
I began to remember
Despite who I had been
In front of all who had seen
I was stuck somewhere in between
Since the age of fourteen
And now I started to get clean
Chop me one more line
Chop me one, just one last time
Then I swear, I'll stop, I'm fine
OK last one now, no crime
Please do me a favor, chop me one last line
I swear, for the very last time
Chop me one more line
Chop me one, just one last time
Then I swear I'll stop I'm fine
OK last one now, no crime
Please do me a favor, chop me one last line
I swear for the last time
I clearly had to remember
I still have cravings, that soar
But now, less than more
Life merging, better from before
I have become sober, and had battled alive, in war
As, I do not have to get high, anymore.
I can never forget this side of me
And always remember what set me free
To actually embrace the sick side I could be
I remember the other side of me and what she can be, forever knowing I am not a bad person trying to get better but just a simple sick person trying to get well
Truth be told. The addict inside me Is brittle and cold yet It's incredible
The clarity, clarity I do now see is my cavalry
I am ............................ also among those too not to be forgotten clean or struggling to get there
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