a shot to kill the pain
a pill to drain the shame
a purge to stop the gain
a cut to break the vein
a smoke the ease the crave
a drink to win the game
an addiction’s an addiction because it always hurts the same.
When I saw you last night, I wanted to say: “Run away with me, away from these cynics” That this could be the start of something truly real But all that I could say was “hey”
