We haven't forgotten why,
The weak and cheap way out.
We've had some friends who've died.
How can we say without.
The question peaks my mind.
Addiction's laid it's claim.
And how will we know who's next.
Alive wont be the same.

Yesterday...
We're not to blame...
We're on a search to find.
Somebody's peace of mind.

You're living better without.
You keep yourself in doubt.
A pack of fucking lies.
How can you seem surprised?
And what you're in for.
Although uninjured.
It knows your worse fear,
in what you hold dear.

It breaks my heart,
and sometimes fills my mind.
The way feel,