I'm on the mission, to get rid of my addiction.
I'll have to chose a section, to get back my freedom.
Running was all I did and I became powerless.
Getting called a loser made me feel lower.
I almost died, with it by my side. Unconditionnal lies, took me out of sight.
I thought it was over, all I wanted was to be sober.
It all seemed so colder, i wanted it to end forever.
I crawled looking for peace but there was a more powerful beast.
Out of my hole still being chased it wanted my everything.
I kept running further and it hit me harder.
I had hit the wall of reality that almost brought to death.
Hell, I made my own but I hated it all, mostly after that fall.
I opened my eyes and all I saw was darkness.
Where I was, fear wouldn't let go.
Anger took over me and I couldn't see that all I needed was to love a little and see that someone cares.
Now, I'm done running and hiding my feelings. I'm a living soul that wants to savour life.
I want to do everything like there will be no tomorrow.
