Smoking, drinking, running away from life by living
Anything to stop the feeling that *****' about to hit the ceiling
Reaching the end of this glass to find some healing
Lungs filled with the vapors of redemption
Lifting me up and away from all that surface tension
Worldly troubles fading into another dimension
Substance to fill the hole that no one will listen
Making my issues seem unworthy to mention
To leave it all behind is my only intention
The need to feel good when everything isn't is my only addiction