There you go again reaching for the drugs
to alter this form of reality we both live in
you talk to me so sweetly but when they wear off its an awkward exchange almost like we're two strangers
You're not the first person to do this in my life
I'm used to it
I've come accustom to everyone close to me needing to alter the reality for one thing or another and I'm always caught in the crossfire
And why does it still hurt all these years later
why do I still fall for the person that is high
why haven't i left them all behind
but maybe
I like the high a little more than you
maybe its the you I get high off of
Feb 18, 2021
Feb 18, 2021 at 12:32 AM UTC
There you go again reaching for the drugs
to alter this form of reality we both live in
you talk to me so sweetly but when they wear off its an awkward exchange almost like we're two strangers
You're not the first person to do this in my life
I'm used to it
I've come accustom to everyone close to me needing to alter the reality for one thing or another and I'm always caught in the crossfire
And why does it still hurt all these years later
why do I still fall for the person that is high
why haven't i left them all behind
but maybe
I like the high a little more than you
maybe its the you I get high off of
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