When does a habit stop being a habit?
When does a man turn into an addict?
How far from bottom is his next new low?
How much longer will he let his vice grow?

Is there a point when want turns to need?
He wants to move on, but the beast must feed.
The more he struggles the deeper he sinks,
He's only as strong as his weakest link.

Light fails to penetrate his darkened mind.
He looks for peace, the artificial kind.
He tells himself that tonight this will end,
In the morning his new life will begin.

The sun shines on a new day, but it's too late.
Time carries on without, it does not wait.