A song about pain pills and addiction.
An exercise in exorcising my demons. Pain pills, addiction and the trap that keeps you stuck in a vicious cycle.
You missed out on the things that are too far gone
Junked up on the things that’ll do you wrong
Pain killers only cause you more pain
It ain’t pill pushers you have to blame
Substitute one addiction for another
Sister morphine and her Oxy brother
Days revolve around the times for getting high
Pain dissolves for a while until the next time
Pills cigarettes alcohol and sweat
Into the dawn but you’re not finished yet
What kind of life do you pretend to have
What you can find and what you can grab
It’s always the others that end up dead
Just ignore it and take some more instead
Days revolve around the times for getting high
Pain dissolves for a while until the next time
Fly ‘til you crash. Enjoy the ride while you can.
Lie in the trash, destroyed by your own hand
*Guitar Solo*
One thing always leads to another
A dangerous game for you to uncover
You discover it’s all too real
Except for the pleasure you think you feel
Starting is bad coming down is worse
It begins as a blessing and ends as a curse
Fly til you crash. Enjoy the ride while you can
Lie in the trash, destroyed by your own hand
Pain song is getting too long
Pain song is getting too long
Same song has got it all wrong
Got it all wrong. Got it all wrong.