then you die

Lyrics

I was in treatment, I was proud of myself
I left after eight days, went straight back to hell
I need to learn how to heal and start healing myself
My journey has taken me to perilous lows
Every time they get me in their sights we all end up with noplace to go

Homeless in the heartlands
Sleeping bag, back of a minivan
Hitting up the pantry for groceries
Liquor store for the fish game sm

When you've never wanted for anything
Yo me you don't understand that a home means everything.
A foundation down underneath beginnings
a springboard from which to launch a winning thing
without a home there's no starting point
Somewhere outside feels like somewhere to hide

substance abuse disorder
a thought experiment perfotmer
YOU GOTTA HAVE YOUR FIX
YOU DON'T WANNA BE SICK
LIFE'S A FUCKING BITCH
AND THEN YOU FUCKING DIE