Addiction
I don't need nobody
Tell me that I'm different
I can see the reparations
I can see the intuition
Just envision that your life is slowly folding from the tension
I'm just starting with my verse
Yes, I'm packing my extension
Yes, I'm bitching like I'm stuck in a fucking penitentiary
I'm gonna say it differently
The problem of the century
I'm sitting where I'm at all because of fucking gluttony
The liquor and the drugs, that's the cause of all the treachery
Addiction's what they call it, with nobody to change
The heart of all the problems that put other folks to blame
One in the fucking same
Call it a different game
Been sitting here so long that I almost forgot my fucking name
But who am I to judge?
Who am I to say it?
Mental illnesses like bills, stacking up with nobody to pay it
Another body decaying and yet so oddly
We praying that there's somebody to weigh it
They tell me that I'm sick and that I never use my morals
My death is coming quick and yet I think that I'm immortal
If there really is a god, I hope he takes me through his portal
If dying ain't the end, then I'm going in a circle
What's a word to a book?
This a life long journey that I took
It's absurd the way you look
When I tell you that our thoughts are just hanging from a hook
It's one young guy with infinite potential
Got a one ton mind that's purely confidential
All the help that he needs is never passing as credentials
The dopamine fueled, sacrilegious mental
They're all judgmental they could never understand
The gluttonous endeavors that could tear apart a man
The needles and the pipes being used by the hand
That's feeding him the lies that's telling him he can
It's a lie that it's worth it
We may try, but we ain't perfect
Look alive on the surface
One life, preserve it
Tell me that I'm different
I can see the reparations
I can see the intuition
Just envision that your life is slowly folding from the tension
I'm just starting with my verse
Yes, I'm packing my extension
Yes, I'm bitching like I'm stuck in a fucking penitentiary
I'm gonna say it differently
The problem of the century
I'm sitting where I'm at all because of fucking gluttony
The liquor and the drugs, that's the cause of all the treachery
Addiction's what they call it, with nobody to change
The heart of all the problems that put other folks to blame
One in the fucking same
Call it a different game
Been sitting here so long that I almost forgot my fucking name
But who am I to judge?
Who am I to say it?
Mental illnesses like bills, stacking up with nobody to pay it
Another body decaying and yet so oddly
We praying that there's somebody to weigh it
They tell me that I'm sick and that I never use my morals
My death is coming quick and yet I think that I'm immortal
If there really is a god, I hope he takes me through his portal
If dying ain't the end, then I'm going in a circle
What's a word to a book?
This a life long journey that I took
It's absurd the way you look
When I tell you that our thoughts are just hanging from a hook
It's one young guy with infinite potential
Got a one ton mind that's purely confidential
All the help that he needs is never passing as credentials
The dopamine fueled, sacrilegious mental
They're all judgmental they could never understand
The gluttonous endeavors that could tear apart a man
The needles and the pipes being used by the hand
That's feeding him the lies that's telling him he can
It's a lie that it's worth it
We may try, but we ain't perfect
Look alive on the surface
One life, preserve it
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Writer(s): Chase Duff
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