Simon was a straight A who made the grade,
But crippling news hit him like Brook's *****.
He fell into to some beastly vices and adrift was his mind,
Stumbled back up the path less traveled and down the path of the blind.

You see Simon spent his caged days in **** houses,
He was the dirt on the walls as well as the blood on the floor.
I'm sure the filth was bursting with dreary happiness and memories of Farmhouses,
Splendid days were they; when Simon had control of the Devils door.

Simon's offering his all to get clean - but it's impossible when you gawk at the TV,
A Prince marrying to a straight A Yankee, he insinuated "A happiness that seems so far from me".

That's all I can seem to recollect from my parley with Simon,
I'm sure he sundered into a rabbit hole of despair because of the Nirvana he'll never live in.

I hope someday you see the light
The happiness you're trying to find
Its inside of you, not up in the sky
Definitely not in temporary highs
Though only darkness is there you still try
Stepping closer to an endless night
Tempting fate, unaware of the signs
We were destined to part, maybe you are too blind,
Too wrapped up in your selfish ways
To exit before your body decays
You are covered in cracks and scars
Under the surface do you even know who you are?

HOOK
Flaws hold you captive, you can't get free
You will never become who I wanted you to be
Some things you can't get back, people you pushed away
But its not too late to correct mistakes, not too late to change

I know how hard addiction is, its rarely overcome
All it takes is patience, its a battle many have won
How can you act like youre the only one
Affected by this enslaving drug?
I beat it, you can too if you want
All you have to do is say no and you're done
You're too attatched to the high and the fun
Completely numb, unwilling to run
Or attempt to climb out if the hole you have dug
Now instead of fighting you freely succumb
I dont even recognize the monster youve become

HOOK

I wish I could accept you for
The ****** you are now, but I know in your
Heart there is still good, at your core
Lies something I cherish and adore
I wish you'd realize you're worth more
Than the scores you throw your world away for
You used to be warm and full of love
Despite the fact you were never given enough
It seems like you always give too much
To the ones who don't deserve your touch
You escape the only way you're capable of
By nodding out and shooting up
You say you miss me, that you want me back
We cant materialize the love we once had
You will never get your life on track
Even if you could for awhile, you will soon crack
We have no choice but to live seperate lives
I had to decide it was the right time to divide
Are you happier with ******, not me,  at your side?
Can you honestly say you're satisfied
With who you have become inside?

HOOK

I see you've made another enemy,
but this time it is different.
Isn't it?
You're battling for relevancy.
Maybe this time they'll stick around
They'll be the needle that you need.
The drug for your veins' vanity,
addicted to each other's greed.
You crave each other's attention,
wanting that toxicity,
that makes you so well-known.
The drama for your soul.
Because peace can't exist without war,
so keep chasing them you fame *****.
Making your own enemies!
Fighting battles in the streets!

"Funny, I don't remember no good dope days. I remember walking for miles in a dope fiend haze. I remember sleeping in houses that had no electric. I remember being called a ******, but I couldn't accept it. I remember hanging out in abandos that were empty and dark. I remember shooting up in the bathroom and falling out at the park. I remember nodding out in front of my sisters kid. I remember not remembering half of the things that I did. I remember the dope man's time frame, just ten more minutes. I remember those days being so sick that I just wanted to end it. I remember the birthdays and holiday celebrations. All the things I missed during my incarceration. I remember overdosing on my bedroom floor. I remember my sisters cry and my dad having to break down the door. I remember the look on his face when I opened my eyes, thinking today was the day that his baby had died. I remember blaming myself when my mom decided to leave. I remember the guilt I felt in my chest making it hard to breathe. I remember caring so much but not knowing how to show it. and I know to this day that she probably don't even know it. I remember feeling like I lost all hope. I remember giving up my body for the next bag of dope. I remember only causing pain, destruction and harm. I remember the track marks the needles left on my arm. I remember watching the slow break up of my home. I remember thinking my family would be better off if I just left them alone. I remember looking in the mirror at my sickly completion. I remember not recognizing myself in my own **** reflection. I remember constantly obsessing over my next score but what I remember most is getting down on my knees and asking God to save me cuz I don't want to do this no more !!!"
- Delaney Farrell