My mind's ate up by desires acidic
So I'm left to some normal function
But mostly ticking and twitching notes me
I can't figure straight and I've lost all focus
I am an addict.
A user of narcisstic rage
That people say ain't addictive
It's only habit-forming
(As if there's a difference)
But I take heed
Smoking complacency and self-degradation like reefer
leading me to shooting up with empty dreams
I am an addict
A slave to social law
Looking for affection
Want to make a connection
Feeling the withdrawals
Sweating self-hatred from the core
Would it be better to die getting high off belonging
than to try and be an individual?
Hi. My name is John Q. and I am an addict.