addict
I'm an addict and I don't give a shit
I'm feeling manic so I might have a fit
I'm in a panic to smoke up some chronic
I can't handle it I don't want to live
I'm an addict and I don't give a shit
I'm feeling manic so I might have a fit
I'm in a panic to smoke up some chronic
I can't handle it I don't want to live
I been sipping lean popping beans
Fucking up my mother fucking kidneys
From all these fucking pillies
A junkie fresh out of weed
So Diphenhydramine and Codeine
What I P-O-P for my anxiety
But they don't help me they just irk me
They just hurt me make me worry
That's why P-O-T is the choice for me
But a sad druggie takes all that he sees
Pops and smokes OZ's till his eyes fucking bleed
And he's having dreams as he walks the streets
So many OP's in my damn bloodstream
Makes me wanna scream but I fucking need
To take more and more things to make me feel like me
Life ain't easy it's a horror scene
I'm an addict and I don't give a shit
I'm feeling manic so I might have a fit
I'm in a panic to smoke up some chronic
I can't handle it I don't want to live
I'm an addict and I don't give a shit
I'm feeling manic so I might have a fit
I'm in a panic to smoke up some chronic
I can't handle it I don't want to live
I'm on that Pseudo I'm on that Dextro
Got me spinning in circles like fuck shit oh no
Here we go I'm about to fly up to Pluto
Now I feel like a hero 'cause I'm on so much dope
Pop some Anti-Psychos go from ten to zero
Then I feel real low extra suicidal
I cannot fucking cope with this shit no more
'Cause I'm about to fucking blow I got these demons at my door
I hide underneath my table and then count one, two, three, and four
I truly hope these fucking ghosts that's in my head leave me alone
That's why I smoke and pop pills even though
They make it so much worse for me to go
Outside alright I know my life's a joke
I'll toke until I mother fucking croak
I use the dope like soap you know I'm about to elope
I got a hole in my soul I try to fix with Styrofoam
I'm an addict and I don't give a shit
I'm feeling manic so I might have a fit
I'm in a panic to smoke up some chronic
I can't handle it I don't want to live
I'm an addict and I don't give a shit
I'm feeling manic so I might have a fit
I'm in a panic to smoke up some chronic
I can't handle it I don't want to live
I'm feeling manic so I might have a fit
I'm in a panic to smoke up some chronic
I can't handle it I don't want to live
I'm an addict and I don't give a shit
I'm feeling manic so I might have a fit
I'm in a panic to smoke up some chronic
I can't handle it I don't want to live
I been sipping lean popping beans
Fucking up my mother fucking kidneys
From all these fucking pillies
A junkie fresh out of weed
So Diphenhydramine and Codeine
What I P-O-P for my anxiety
But they don't help me they just irk me
They just hurt me make me worry
That's why P-O-T is the choice for me
But a sad druggie takes all that he sees
Pops and smokes OZ's till his eyes fucking bleed
And he's having dreams as he walks the streets
So many OP's in my damn bloodstream
Makes me wanna scream but I fucking need
To take more and more things to make me feel like me
Life ain't easy it's a horror scene
I'm an addict and I don't give a shit
I'm feeling manic so I might have a fit
I'm in a panic to smoke up some chronic
I can't handle it I don't want to live
I'm an addict and I don't give a shit
I'm feeling manic so I might have a fit
I'm in a panic to smoke up some chronic
I can't handle it I don't want to live
I'm on that Pseudo I'm on that Dextro
Got me spinning in circles like fuck shit oh no
Here we go I'm about to fly up to Pluto
Now I feel like a hero 'cause I'm on so much dope
Pop some Anti-Psychos go from ten to zero
Then I feel real low extra suicidal
I cannot fucking cope with this shit no more
'Cause I'm about to fucking blow I got these demons at my door
I hide underneath my table and then count one, two, three, and four
I truly hope these fucking ghosts that's in my head leave me alone
That's why I smoke and pop pills even though
They make it so much worse for me to go
Outside alright I know my life's a joke
I'll toke until I mother fucking croak
I use the dope like soap you know I'm about to elope
I got a hole in my soul I try to fix with Styrofoam
I'm an addict and I don't give a shit
I'm feeling manic so I might have a fit
I'm in a panic to smoke up some chronic
I can't handle it I don't want to live
I'm an addict and I don't give a shit
I'm feeling manic so I might have a fit
I'm in a panic to smoke up some chronic
I can't handle it I don't want to live
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Writer(s): Connor Rivard
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