It's a rush, living life under the substance of such, Drinking and thinking then rethinking of how much.
Love for intoxication, don't make you special but bausic.
Allot of us are chasing a high, and will never address why or face it.
Most of us need a distraction, from the normal marching in cadence.
And someone has a pill for that, it's not accepted in payments.
If you dont think you're one us, just look what we've done to us.
All day go be a plumber, but at home you're a warrior.
Some of our words become reality, some of us are sorcerers.
With a soul no longer bright, Its covered in mold and rust.
Or have been betrayed one to many times, we carry a heart too cold to touch.
If nobody states the obvious then there's nothing more to discuss,
Your story isn't meaningful so all you get is disgust.
In this life ppl are most likely to exploit your flaws,
Or you fight until you fail or no longer seek an applause.
One understanding of maturing is knowing most people have flaws,
Those that's placed on the highest pedestal are never too perfect to fall.
Mixing ambition with expectation turns out you seek an applause,
Higher paywith more stress means two stronger Tylenol.
You don't even need a shot just let the drug dissolve, Before you grasp an understanding just sniff some Adderall.
Most slip from actual reality some of us must try it all,
Losing grip on reality because we chase the alcohol with alcohol.
Slip through understandings as the pills become candy,
You've slipped too far if every coke comes with a brandy.
