I miss your texture, I miss your taste.
I miss everything about you including your piecing stare.
Just one more fix, for old times sake.
It's just like hanging out with an old friend.
So I grasp the needle and shove it in my veins, my whole life flashes before my eyes.
Seeing my mother as a child, my first day of school and seeing how I wasted my life on selfish pleasure and this would be my last breathe.
Such a bare feeling, unless I ram you into my arm.
The whole world grows, feelings explode.
This is what I'm living for, this is why I'm alive.
Everything else has no meaning, now my life feels complete.
I feel alive,
I feel alive,
I feel alive,
I feel, I feel alive.
But now I'm dead.
Now I've died.
With a smile on my face, at a tender young age.
I can truly say, that addiction never goes away.
credits
from Shoot The Demons Off My Back,
released May 23, 2015
Tomas Jackson - Writer, Producer, Synths, Drums, Keyboards, Organ, Harmonium, Electric Bass.
Peter Darling - Narrator, Singing
Anna McDonald - Viola
Eftychia Athenodorou - Violin
Rick Gilbert - Acoustic Piano
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