One Way Doors:

I take a walk down fake street, where I buy my tabs and my rocks

I recall what happened last time I walked down this alleyway

Who would've thought that seventeen years in the making, I’d be so messed, up


When I was young they told me,

If I walk down this path there would would only be one way out

I got caught and wrapped up in it

In it, in it


My walk back home was frightening, a mix of the whole box and bottle made sure I kept myself tied to a feeling of anxiety

Society hates those like me, those who love to stay stupid and those stay trapped

Little do they know what we're going through


When I was young they told me,

If I walk down this path there would would only be one way out.

I got caught and wrapped up in it

In it


Now I’ve lost my way out

Yeah I’ve lost my way out

There’s no way out

No


When I take that last pill I can't promise it's the first I took,

There’s no way I can take a second look,

I’m addicted, to the pain, the stress, the feeling in my chest,

Makes me feel, makes me know, I’ve always known, makes me know,

I'm not okay