All the scars upon your skin
The desperation to be thin
A single drink or single round
Every pill that's going down

Another line to get hit
One more smoke and then I'll quit
Another shot won't do no harm
Why do you hide both your arms

A little weed for the day
Just one purge to stop the gain
This last drink is really it
One more pill then no more tricks

Not even one more line of crack
Look at my arms, there's no relapsed.
There isn't pot under the bed
No more Cigarettes to mess with my head.

I told you that I ate today
Hangover? No, my heads okay
No I don't have a single pill
But for one cigar I swear I'd kill

Suppose I had snorted one more line
Maybe I purged after I dined
Screw it I did give up this day
You get an addiction and you'll do same