Alternatives to reality

DRUGS
 I found them
I'll use them,
I'll continue to abuse them
I'm here but over there is reality
Not Doing what I'm not supposed to do
Feeling free supposedly

Now it seems fundays are over
my mind feels rotten My guts spill over
The week ends try get sober
And Get ready Funerals for friends
That are getting more repetitive

So
I'll use my Alternatives to reality
I don't need
or want public consciousness
Constant thoughts
is what really brought me to this
I'm absent my minds open
it Stares At
background emotional group talking affairs
It’s what really brought me to using
My alternatives to reality

Misery selfish I don't wanna be
comfortable chemically don’t want to be
I'm just looking to find none of this
Turn a blind eye to my isolation inside

Now it seems
fundays, are over
The week ends
No ones sober
I pay attention more, as I get older
Funerals for friends get more repetitive
It's down to the last of us
Want to forget until it’s me
So I'll use my alternatives to reality