These addictions come and go like sun and rain
Like East Coast tides they rise and fall then rise again
And on the West Coast I here they’re burying a friend
Swallowed by unassuming earth in coffins carried by grieving men
These addictions can steal the air right from your lungs
Trying to get through a day without booze and pills and drugs
Hearts stop quickly the liver fails and the kidneys are shot
Born unsullied bodies die amass of organs turned rust and rot
These addictions are tenacious and cure one day at a time
It’s been said each day gets easier, it becomes easier to lie
These addictions aren’t what keep me down
They keep me up for hours before I pass out on the ground
These addictions aren’t biased or judgmental
Were all addicts in some way it’s really just that simple
Relationships and sex and drugs all breed codependence
The things you do you’ll always regret, you never get your penance
These addictions control arms that they stick those needles in
Destroy heart and soul leaving gutless hollow man
Lives spent checking in and out and checking back in again
They say rehab is for quitters, but maybe only quitters win
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