(32) Repeat.Intoxication.Process (R.I.P.) 02/01/2016 @ 3:11pm

Cocaine, marijuana, meth, pills and alcohol.
Fantasizing to be free both mentally & physically.
Will I seek help anytime soon?
Will I ever be high enough to reach the moon?

I lost my self control, I have no sense of hope.
The day will come, Iíll fatality drop from dope.
Unstable by the teardrop.
Countless narcotics, itís a one stop shop.

Penny for your thoughts?
Iím drunk and nauseous, stomach knots.
Why am I breaking speed limits?
Will the drugs ever be off-limits?

Iím running on adrenaline!
In the dark, Iím quite the gentleman.
Living my way, drugs donít play.
My crave for purple haze isnít just a phase.

Chaos triggers my aggression.
Brain cells die with every intoxication.
Donít depend on yours truly, cause I will let you down.
Life is bleak, death is inbound.

Hibernating behind smoke screens;
Tooting methamphetamines.
Nodding off on toxins, cause Iím dead inside; R.I.P.
Wasting away in the shadows, how itíll always be.

I wake up in the morning & repeat.
Line me another, the taste is bitter sweet.
Roll me another joint.
Pop me another pill.
Written by Darkness_Fiend (Highest Dope Fiend)
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