Philosophy of An Addict

An addict is what an addict does
Never listen to what we say
For if we're in continued use
Only for our benefit do we play
Our mind is focused on only one thing
To become as high up as God himself
But we lurk in the shadows
And all see through our "unpenitrable" stealth
Everyone no's and everyone know's
No one wants the truth
I steal, I curse, I lie, I hurt
When I'm in continued use
For "A" number one will I fight
But will steal from my friends
One hundred two hundred even more still
All I is do is pretend
And oh how dark it is 
Before the dawn aproachs
We can survive to stay a live
Like goddamned little roaches
So don't listen to what we have say
But watch what we do
For sobriety is within our grasp
This I promis you
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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