Overdose

Lose control again No one else to blame Feeling like a feign To feel something So am I deranged If I can't sustain The things in my brain Without substance? In comatose All alone, in my bones I can feel as if I could Overdose What's the point in always struggling to feel good? Dilute my blood Hollow my lungs Headless rush String me along Why is it wrong If it feels right? I will admit I can't commit And I'll submit To drink the shit Till I feel sick My own victim Lose control again No one else to blame Feeling like a feign To feel something So am I deranged If I can't sustain The things in my brain Without substance? In comatose All alone, in my bones I can feel as if I could Overdose What's the point in always struggling to feel good? Why am I, paralyzed? Desensitized in my mind so I Chase the high, to neutralize, the torment eating away at me Why Do I lie To myself to justify Every high Just to satisfy The itch Dwell and drown out, the world that I know I'd trade in my soul for a sense of control In comatose All alone, in my bones I can feel as if I could Overdose What's the point in always struggling to feel good? Why am I, paralyzed? Desensitized in my mind so I Chase the high, to neutralize, the torment eating away at me