- The Heroin Diaries -

Man, it got so convoluted, polluted, and distorted
I turned it into my armor, my defense mechanism,
And my weapon of self destruction.

Yeah, I had a fucked up childhood
And I was a troubled teen
Those are facts

Tomorrow...
I'm gonna have to live with the things i say
Tomorrow...
I'll have to cross bridges that i burned today
Tomorrow...
And everything i do, it's coming back for me
I'll never outrun what waits for me

It's not my job to blame anybody anymore
I just need to accept the path I was given

When I first placed my hands on these diaries
Scraps of paper, there were notes and scribbles and all kinds of shit

How the hell am I still alive?
That's what I think every day

But more on that later
After all, this is just the intermission

It's just me and you, diary... Welcome to my fucking life!!!!!


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Metamorphoze