I sit and stare at the computer
wondering if i should
pop those beautiful pills
with the music blaring on head phones
i try to block out the pain I'm hearing
I'm hearing everyone fighting around me
my little brother screaming
my minds racing
pop the pills tonight is the question
those sweet little white pills
Ive avoided them for so long
but hearing the screaming
its tearing me apart
i miss the drinks
i miss the good times
i miss the party's
i miss the pills
but most of all
i miss my old life
i miss not having to fight
i miss not worrying if this is the last night......
