Escaping from the brutality,
Trying to get from harsh reality.
Needing to feel the delightful high,
trying to tell the troubles goodbye.
Telling yourself that it makes it better,
Liquid dreams becomes a fetter.
Each time, piece by piece a little dies,
Getting lost in these artificial living lies.
Double double toil and trouble,
Fire burn and bongs bubble.
Happiness found on a spoon,
Rock bottom will be coming soon.
Stuck living from day to day,
The price to high in this game to play.
All the world was once a stage,
Tragedy coming at a young age.
