Idée Fixe

Splintering into the very fibers
 Of who I once was
 I'm disappearing like a fog
 It isn't easy to recognize me
 I was born from the dirt
 To dirt is where I will return
 This is self medicated therapy
 This is who I never wanted to be
 Smoked out by the thief in me
 I stole my own, own future I
 I stole my own path to survival I
 I stole my own, own future I
 I sold every part of me
 To something empty
 Let me take a hit for the last time
 There's something 'bout it
 I can't deny
 I get that feeling in my bones
 It's just too hard to let go
 Let me take a sip for the last time
 There's something 'bout it
 I can't deny
 Withdrawals are creeping and
 I guess this means I lose again
 Countless times of hanging
 My head in shame
 I'm torn up by the lie
 'Lets live it up'
 I've got nothing, got nothing
 To move on when the sun comes up
 Countless times of tying
 The noose again
 I'm torn up by the lie
 'Lets live it up'
 I breathe nothing, mean nothing
 To anyone but I just can't stop
 I give up
 Break me
 A hundred times and
 A hundred more
 I want this but I need you more
 Hear me
 I may speak with
 A weak voice
 But your power shines through
 My weakness
 This is my final cry for help
 God guide me through
 This salted path
 You're the only who hasn't left
 You're the only one that I have left
 Please hear me
 Let me take a hit for the last time
 There's something 'bout it
 I can't deny
 I get that feeling in my bones
 It's just too hard to let go
 Let me take a sip for the last time
 There's something 'bout it
 I can't deny
 Withdrawals are creeping and
 I guess this means I lose again
 Don't take that hit when you
 Said you've quit
 Don't take that, don't take that