You try to reach me, But I'm too far gone And you're not the only one To try and save me To get me out of the rain But I'm drowning in my pain And there's nothing you can do Nothing anyone can say To make want to come in today I'm just a drifter I'm already done I gave up on chasing the sun I'm grown up now And the dreams are gone The illusions that made me carry on, I've given up hope And really, so should you Because there's nothing you can do To make me want to stay I'm not coming in today Please just let me play In the soft rain
When I said rain I was thinking of addiction. Mine, yours, whoevers. It's very comforting until it gets you sick, and even if you know it's not good for you, you still don't want to leave the comfort.