Overcome

by Forward Order




I will never be the same
As the opiates invade my veins
It drags me down to the darkest cove
Will I make it out? I do not know
I've become a stranger to a relative
Please get me out, I want to live

Get me out, I have no self-control
I can't do this on my own
On the floor with a bottle full of rum
But I need to overcome

The nights are cold, I just might die
I need something to feel warm inside
If I can comprehend, it makes me cringe
That's why I need the feeling of a syringe
I've become a stranger to a relative
Please get me out, I want to live

Get me out, I have no self-control
I can't do this on my own
On the floor with a bottle full of rum
But I need to overcome
Get me out, I have no self-control
I can't do this on my own
On the floor with a bottle full of rum
But I need to overcome

Where'd they go? Where'd they go?
No wait I don't. Find them
I need them. Find them
Find them

Written by: Khali Truitt

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