Dependence, playing my heart on strings
Wanting, for the answer to almost all things
Babbling, to my evil twin in my mind
At the best of times he is quite unkind......

My eyes, tightened by unbreakable seams
One by one they pass by, my dreams
The grand adventure of independence
Bad habits putting me on edge and tense

Next week, the week after that, I say
Come on ta **** will ya!
Ok Ok, drugs are bad, M’kay