Lexi Thomas Poet Lyric

Addict

Empty promises
Empty pill bottles
Drive fast, hit the throttle
You're an addict darling,
Let's face it.
It's the start
And you're not gonna make it.

Run from your problems
Run from your disease
Run from the things 
That make you weak

Run from the voices  
The demons in your mind
The ones you're so
Reluctant to hide.

Deny deny deny
That's your motto
Drown your sorrows and doubts
In your precious whiskey bottle

Cover up the pain
Cover up the strain
One more hit
Then you're good again

You find ways to distract yourself
From the pain
You overdose  
And get drunk again

Nicotine 
Can only go so far
Before your body 
Fills up with tar

Your heart is black
Your soul is gone
But you don't care, you can't feel,
You just wanna have fun

Poor creature
Who hurt you so?
It doesn't matter
Just hurry up and go

Run from your problems
Run from your disease
Run from the things
That make you weak

Run from the voices
The demons in your mind
The ones you're so
Reluctant  to hide

Seek refuge
In that bottomless hole
Of despair
Hopelessness 
And never ending pain

You don't care
Cause you're floating on air
You got your fix
Poor thing, you're so sick

No one can help you now
You're too far gone
In fact, my dear
You'll be dead
By the end of this song
So

Run from your problems
Run from your disease
Run from the things
That make you weak

Run from the voices
The demons in your mind
Yes those voices,
Because, honey,
They refused to hide.

Empty promises
Empty pill bottles
You drove fast, you hit the throttle
You were an addict, darling
And let's face it.
It's the end, honey.
And you, well, you didn't make it.

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