"Is this how you want to spend the rest of your life?
With nothing to live for except the anticipation of your next high?"
Of course you say no, that you want much more than that
Yet you keep destroying yourself in the same place you've been at
I love you so much but I can't witness up close anymore
It hurts to observe from a distance, but a front-row seat hurts even more
Feb 27, 2019
Feb 27, 2019 at 2:52 AM UTC
"Is this how you want to spend the rest of your life?
With nothing to live for except the anticipation of your next high?"
Of course you say no, that you want much more than that
Yet you keep destroying yourself in the same place you've been at
I love you so much but I can't witness up close anymore
It hurts to observe from a distance, but a front-row seat hurts even more
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