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Struggles in the past lead me to a new platform. You will see. |
So many memories forgotten no clue of where they went With every line up my nose and every little lighter click My past no longer is my own lost in the atmosphere Evicted with each bottle of whiskey and every glass of beer With every little pill I popped I simply just lost more Of the things that made me me they disappeared with every score My childhood is mostly gone my time as mother and wife All just so I could get high I paid with my precious life My childrens laughter and their tears those days should have been mine But I gave those up each one for the price of one more line I threw away my loving mothers last days here on earth Because of drugs and alcohol these things just had no worth Precious memories of holidays they simply don't exist Except for hiding out in bathrooms doing things I couldn't resist My babies tears my mothers fears none were strong enough For me to just put down that pipe without atleast one more puff In and out of jail cells my addresses were rehabs And in between I would ignore the pleadings of my dad I never heard a word he said it all was just a haze For I was high every minute it seemed of every day My heart it was so numb inside just a hollowness in my chest And I felt so seperated from each and all the rest These things I can not find again instead I must move on Dwell not on the things I lost the things which now are gone It's time to make my future bright one clean and sober and true It's time to make the most of life and make precious memories new |