28 November 2012
Fuck this. I'm just... I'm just desperate. I'm pathetic. And I'm relapsing. On the brink of collapsing.
Give me some drugs Some of your fucking fake love And take my money I'll pay for all of it
And she won't even call me Nor will she call me back And he won't even talk to me I just need to get out of wack
Swallowing more pills This high is a cheap thrill Once I'm sober Our fake love will be over
Ignore me again Don't taunt me with your desperate texts I'm not your partner in crime Quit wasting all of my time
Unless you give me free weed I'm unwilling to let this be As it is Because I'm miserable And not drunk enough Keep spiking my drink with more drugs
Fuck this! How come everyone is so mentally sick?
Now I'm puking out of the window Of someone's car I don't know them I don't know where I am I don't know where I stand
Shaking, Sweating My high is slowly descending
In the street I'm lost Alone It's a bust
A phone call to her She finally picks up She picks me up She talks as I sober up
Home Where the pain started to flow Hidden in my room Suffering from my internal doom My eternal doom
A text from you You say you owe me
So next week Yeah, next week...
Relapsing • Opuss № I