A curse in disguise fills your lungs Your body a vessel, your mind now a slave A quick fix to satisfy your pain I hope you find your way back to the light of day
I've seen the headlines I've heard your mother cry Your mind trapped in the clouds and eyes lost in the sky
Rotting in a field This can't be real
I hope you see the reason I hope you know you could be so much more than a surplus to this crisis You showed such promise and now you've thrown your life away I hope you find your way back to the light of day
Detox this fucking city before it's too late
Detox
You'll spend your years marrying the needle to your veins. Lost control, spiralling downward, when will you tighten the reins?
You inhale true bliss and exhale pure misery. Picked wounds and rotted flesh, internal agony
Kill yourself, kill your family, kill everything that had any meaning to you, Dependent motherfuckerTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
