Beautiful smoke bleeds through my lungs, Clouding up my mind making me feel numb Blazing up before the sun, Ignoring my problems helping me run Smoke so much the high is gone, The only solution to everything thats wrong Thoughts once racing now stay in place, Finally able to focus before they start to chase Put to ease my troubled mind, Put everything into focus on thing at a time Beautiful smoke clouding up the air, Fading away like it was never even there
Day 1, I can't do this, do I want to do this? Day 2, Yesterday is done, can i do this, do i really want to do this? Why am i so fearful of my of my own reality? Why don't i just change what's mine and remove what isn't mine? I can do this. I will do this. I am doing this I am sober...
The dope gave me peace released the tension so on a rocket ship I went to find heaven My demons in the closet locked away I forgive myself I forgive my pain The dope gave me closure and i felt closer to myself then I ever had before Now that light was shed on my herione addiction rehab was the next thing I got to explore
Using drugs, To stop the fuss, Of the brain, An overwhelming pain, Causing you to self-medicate in vain, Slowly destroying your future with every line, Hoping you reach 49, Unable to stop using, Unable to stop self-medicating.
Oh! What a wonderful feeling, isn't it? The small time of relief, The small time of being something worth living.
But now, enjoy yourself of course, Your family will feel their remorse.