Addiction
Addiction
- Sitting in your room
- trynna figure out life
- I tell you that I don't like some stuff
- but you keep doing it
- I can't stand it you know
- As you blow smoke in my face
- You know I don't like
- 10 minutes later
- A phone call from my father saying I'm no good
- I hang up the phone cause I don't have time
- I ask you, "May I try"
- *gives me the vape
- You tell me it's about time
- This feels good
- all stress gone
- feeling free
- Now I'm an addicted
- to hearing pain
- and smoking it away
- Blow smoke in my face
- Voices saying I'm going to end up dead
- shut them out
- take a few more inhales
- I ask them will you be able to save what has already fallen?
- Blow smoke in my face
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