It always sounds the same
I'll stop tomorrow.
But tomorrow never seems to come.

Watching as heads are buried in
The sand.
Telling yourself it will change.

I have grown tired of the lies and
The never ending excuses.
This problem will never change.

You can't help someone who doesnt
Want to help themself.
The ice is getting thinner and thinner.

You have choose this life.
You have made your bed and now
You can lay in it.