addiction

Lyrics

[Verse 1 - grimy electric guitar, low tom pulse, raspy lead vocal]
I lit the match just to feel the flame
Thought I could dance with the edge of pain
One more hit, one more lie, one more night
Now the mirror’s split and I don’t look right

[Pre-Chorus - drums rising, bass tightening, backing vocals creeping in]
I sold my sleep for a moment’s grace
Tried to outrun what I can’t erase
And every promise I made in the dark
Came back like a knife and tore out my heart

[Chorus - explosive distorted guitars, pounding drums, shouted harmonies]
My addiction fucked up my life
Took my name and it cut like a knife
I was bleeding out behind my eyes
While I smiled and said I’m fine
My addiction fucked up my life
Left me crawling through the wreckage inside
If I survive this war tonight
I’m gonna burn the lie, I’m gonna face the light

[Verse 2 - heavier riff, tense snare hits, strained vocal delivery]
I watched my friends turn to ghosts in the hall
Heard my own voice sound like a fall
Lost my job, lost my home, lost my pride
Lost the part of me that used to fight
Every sunrise felt like a sentence served
Every heartbeat shaking, nerves on nerves
I chased the high till the high turned cold
Now I’m staring at a grave I dug in my soul

[Chorus - bigger, more desperate, gang vocals, crashing cymbals]
My addiction fucked up my life
Took my name and it cut like a knife
I was bleeding out behind my eyes
While I smiled and said I’m fine
My addiction fucked up my life
Left me crawling through the wreckage inside
If I survive this war tonight
I’m gonna burn the lie, I’m gonna face the light

[Bridge - stripped back, haunting clean guitar, fragile vocal, distant reverb]
If I could go back, I’d break that door
I’d save that kid from wanting more
But the past don’t care, it just leaves scars
So I’m picking up the pieces of who we are

[Final Chorus - full band, soaring lead vocal, raw screams, cathartic ending]
My addiction fucked up my life
But I’m still here with a bloodied fight
I’ve been buried deep, I’ve been left for dead
Still there’s thunder in my chest
My addiction fucked up my life
But I won’t let it take the rest
If I crawl through hell and back tonight
I’ll make a sound from the ruins, I’ll make it right

[Outro - fading feedback, lonely guitar harmonics, exhausted whispered vocal]
Yeah, I’ll make it right
From the ruins… I’ll make it right