Her name is Addiction.

Lost in the perscription
Don't recognize yourself?

Slip into something more comfortable, slip into tradgedy.Slip into me.
The hardest part of living is being alive.
Keep breathing, and pretend your not going to die.

Fake the smiles, sugar I see right through you, let her slip for awhile.
We'll show her too the world, a swirl of chemicals.
She'll strip you of who you are, and keep you to herself.
Trap you in her killing jar, and shake til there's nothing left.
Poke holes in the top, and pray you last a day. So say goodbye.
She's got you now, and your stuck to her, not matter what you do.

Hope you can get away, but she'll come for you one day.
Who is this bella muerte?
Her name is Addiction.And she's coming for you.