biograph

I've been strung out cracked out drugged out zoned
I've been a zombie but now I'm just stoned
I walk a little funny and my back is never straight
I spend my life just waiting and I still believe in fate
I've been psychotic and maybe that's still me
I like getting lost and I long to be free
my room's always messy, but in a clean way
organizing takes up most of my day
I smoke like a chimney and I always have a pen
my notebooks help remind me of people I've been
I dive inside a bottle but I never learned to swim
and turn sadness into smoke before I take it all back In
I gobble pills like candy but they never help me sleep
my dreams all leave me empty, the scars are just too deep
so I haven't dreamed in quite a while
I'm taking xanex just to smile
I've got a front row seat to the slideshow in my mind
I don't know what I'm searching for or what I hope to find
I turn away too quickly but can never say goodbye
it always seems the little things are things that make me cry
I sit inside my room all day and write new things to read
I'm safe inside my notebook so its all I'll ever need
I've got no use for tears so my face just turns to stone
I gave up all my sanity so I can be alone
I gave up all my sanity so I can be alone.