Thoughts Buried Deep

 

How can I feel good if I don't have drugs?

How can I feel good when I've never known love?

Drugs were my life,

Drugs gave me more

Than I could provide

for myself when I walked out the door

 

Thoughts buried deep in the back of my brain

Always feeling good

Never in pain

Reaching for the moon

Maybe I'll catch the stars

I'm always on the run going near going far


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