Over Us

Some times we don't understand
When all these things begin
Are you in it to loss
But somehow you always win
Win with your words
That I soon won't forget
Win with your words
I swear you will regret
Regret choosing drugs
Over the ones you love
Choosing to run right of luck
You can stick
The needle in your arm
And pretend it dose better good than harm
But you will regret
This choice you have made
To live your life by drugs
Every single day
To seek high and low
For your next fix
Slowly lossing
All respect for your kids and from them
Because they have moved on
With lives of their own
And will not allow you
Into their home
Which once were open doors.
Are now forever closed
They expect no change
Until this story comes to a close
And they bury you 10 feet deep
In a box
in a grave
At which they weep
For you who never changed
Not even for second
You just keep going deep
Deeper than you knew
til the drugs
They owned you
Owned your life
And you gave it willing
Willing to be its Slave
A slave to your desire
To be your own boss
To control it all
Because the real medicine wouldnt of helped you at all
Or so you think
Did you even try it
To get under control the disorders
Or did you try to hide
It in the needle marks in your arms