By:D.E.T

I wrote this
I note this
So, I can notice
That I poked this
Was because I choked with this

So, I poked this
Was to get this feelin' out my chest
And yes
I'm gettin' addicted to the pills
But still
I need to get the chills

So, I don't feel this demon
Screamin'
Of course it's getting worst
Like a curse

So, again I find myself in the kitchen
Poppin' pills again my bloodline has it written

Gettin' addicted
And all I feel is twisted
Again I listen
To the echoes
Who knows
My errors

The mirrors
Are flashin' back my fears
And my peers
Tears

Yeah, agian I will
Take another pill
Unit
I get the chills
Cuz I love the way it feels
So, keep it real

And now I'm lookin' at my spot
Full of thoughts

My eyes are now close
And my brain is replaying the video's
Of my life

As I feel someone shaking me
Tell disagreeing
That I'm dead

I open my eyes
And realize
That those pills took my breath
And I was almost close to death