I lived lives around those
Who spun out out of control,
They had addictive personalities
That could not be resolved
And it led their destruction
And there was nothing anyone could do
And they crashed and they burned
And their light went out too soon.
Why are we always trying to find new ways
To destroy ourselves?
Why do we keep rendering ourselves beyond help?
What is it with not feeling satisfied with life,
When all we need to do is live it good
And live it right.
Addiction appears to me a way of filling the cracks,
Trying to overcome weaknesses
Or aspects of life we lack,
Addiction is a way to deal with things we can’t control,
To help forget past issues that they cannot resolve.
There seems no answers,
There seems no help,
There is a need for you,
To take control of life,
But its easy to say that than do,
When you ain’t up against that
And this I understand
But beyond that I am lost
And just can’t find a plan.
So more lights go out
And loved scream and shout,
In futile desperation
And tears are cried,
As you destroy your life
And we have to wait for your light to out.