Flying Whales

Poison and A Loaded Gun

Alcohol is poison and drugs are a loaded gun,
Alcohol and poison are easier to buy,
Drugs and guns are not as fun,
Addicts always get the same question: why?

Some of us don't know right from wrong,
We do silly things without thinking about it,
Our lives were never supposed to be long,
We put the cigarette between our lips with it lit.

Some of us never wanted to be born,
The never ending loop of life being a bore,
Tired of everything being repeated, we yawn,
The only thing keeping us sane is the law.

Some of us are struck with fear,
The looming death unwelcome to us,
Terrified of what's striding near,
At the end we're welcoming the fuss.

Some of us don't have a reason,
Emotions and feelings have been,
Just a gaping gap where the soul would season,
Life doesn't seem that great, we're not as keen.