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Its hard for people to embrace, but it in part is true. |
Riddles of Poison It's never for sure, and Only in small increments And it's always so hard to find But still people go looking Heading off on different routes Only to realize, they'll always be without But our hearts desire it, as it flows in our blood Like a drug the small hits take us so high Only to leave us dead and dying waiting for it again Willing to go to all lengths to regain the sin Sweet in taste and bitter afterwards Its what makes you sleep better but wake up sick Where you're constantly burning down Till your nothing but wax, but you contain no wick You may have a body, but you’re nothing but hollow Some will go at any length to find it again Till they see the bottom of bottles, glass and plastic And we find them hanging in the attic While others try to smoke away the absence Living their lives in a form of past tense Because they can't look forward To where it all goes wrong Where they won't stand strong Where they break down, lay down, pray now There isn't much to do to avoid it It's the poison you all know and love Its the life long struggle It’s everyone’s holy grail But on a ship set sail You're never gonna catch it You're never gonna get it You're never gonna hold it You're never gonna escape it It's sunshine and pills Bottles and loves Rainbows in gasoline puddles And needles with drugs Kisses and kills Music and money Power with powder Watching the rain when it's supposed to be sunny |