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