Addiction is like addition.
I did not ask for your dependency to add over time, yet here we are.
You’re like something a bit extra.
I did not know I needed you until I didn't want to live without you.
Or is that couldn’t. Yea no…
You crept up out of me.
I didn't see it until recently.
You found me when I was a bundle of nerves.
And that's when I knew I was going to be in trouble.
Addiction steals some of the most beautiful souls I have known.
But let it get bad again, and it can leave you so empty, borderline soulless.
Fondly depended on, but if you can get a handle on it- rather than just getting another handle of it
As you say: “More power to you."
I cannot. I know myself, and I am telling you that is something I cannot control. Flat out.
And I think you struggle with it too. It's a we thing.
I just have better things to do than escape reality all the time.
But I think you have a bit more to go.
The compulsion is there.
The damage too, it's a-lot to repair.
It's hard to quit something you can't see.
But you can feel it taking hold of you once again.
This Addiction’s jurisdiction is no longer welcomed.
If you feel like you’re gonna cave, just have some watermelon.
I used lemons, they’re super sour to some.
Either way you can use almost anything to feel numb.
The encryption of your DNA some say.
Recover isn’t speedy, but it can be underway.
It takes a lot of patience, and self love.
All you need is to hit the bottom, no more kid gloves.