addiction

I want this feeling of high
In times of need to get by
blowing smoke outta my mouth
I smell foul but I need this fix
Draining myself to get a kick
Quick pass me that cancer stick
So I know im alive when im sick
Im killing myself i need to stop
Feeding my body with fuel I don need
Pop pop goes my vessels
It not your fault but mine
When you offer me
My mind is willing but my will is weak.
You need to stop from within a voice
I need to break my vice.