Addicted To Anger
Based off of a dream I had.
I see it somewhere deep within
He promised me, there, he would never go again
He thinks I can't see it, or that I can't tell
Because he thinks I forget about this hell
I'm sick of being decieved
Am I a game you want to play?
I'm sick of the betrayal and fucking lies
Where should I hide out tonight?
How can he look at me?
With that blank stare on his face?
Have my tears come to fool him?
All pain, of it, did I lose trace?
Why does he do these things to himself?
Do the drugs and alcohol really help?
It eats him up inside
And kills what he tries to hide
Will he stop causing himself pain?
Will he stop going so far away?
Or am I not enough?
Do I need to sacrifice some more of my love?
The burden of his addiction
Weighs on me like a heavy bolder
I pray to God to save him
Because obviously I do no good
Please, please, hear me praying
He told me he wanted a little girl
He told me things that cannot be explained
But yet, he's crushing my world
I'm sure it wouldn't be a good thing
Just something crossing the line of bad
If our baby boy and daughter
Had to grow up without a dad
Our unborn baby's daddy is slowly dying
Killing himself; this damage is beyond repair
I only hope a miracle should come along
And save him; this pain just isn't fair
I'm scared to say a word to him
I'm afraid he will yell
I'm afraid that if I tell him "no"
He'll go and find someone else
I cannot empty out my pain
I cannot even control myself when it rains
This pain is killing me slowly
Because he wants his steroids so badly
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