Euphoria

Why do people choose to get high
Could it be because we want to fly
Fly away from the pain and the rain
Escaping the things inside of our brains

We're trying to maintain a semblance of sanity
While living in a world obsessed with vanity
Can it possibly be that society's to blame
Our world leaders' hands are all blood stained

Many of us strain; carrying boulders on our shoulders
The weight causing pain; and our joy starts to smolder
So we discover ways to effectively cope
For so many that equates to using dope