Medicated to the cause

[P3nT4gR4m]

I am a dead weight hanging on a long rope
I am a bitter laugh laughing at an old joke
I drug myself again to take away the pain
of remembering it doesn't always feel this good

And it's a vicious circle that I walk around
chasing myself into a hole in the ground
where I curl up like a child in the womb
or a dead man lying in an open tomb

Where all the broken fear and hurt
can be buried underneath the dirt
where I am free to be myself
because it turns me into someone else

These chemicals tell such sweet sweet lies
and I turn my back on what I despise
and my soul is left to wither and die
I got a new best friend and a clear blue sky