I Never Felt Like Dying Was A

My Days Are Whatever I Want Them To Be. I Don't Have To Go Worry About Chasing Some Chemical To Make Me Feel Ok For A Minute, And Then Make Me Feel Worse.

When You Realize That There's A Name And A Description For This Condition That You Thought Was Insanity, You've Identified The Problem, And Now You Can Do Something About It.

Death By Evaporation. May The Saltwater Wind That Gets Shot Out Of A Barreling Wave Blow Me Away Like An Old Puffy Dandelion Into The Sky.

...for The First Time In My Life, A Voice Went Off In My Head:'you Have No Power Over What Happens In Your Life. Drugs Dictate Exactly What You're Going To Do. You've Taken Your Hands Off The Steering Wheel, And You're Going Wherever The Drug World Takes You.' That Had Never Changed. The Feeling Would Well Up Inside Of Me, And No Matter How Much I Loved My Girl Or My Band Or My Friends Or My Family, When That Siren Song 'go Get High Now' Started Playing In My Head, I Was Off.

Your Mouth Was Made To Suck My Kiss.