#UST #Fire #Hot #1 These lyrics below are Written by Shawn w. b. aka Tangent Trembling nerves is served in, By visible addictions, I'm quick ta push, an brush it off, As mere fictions, But, There prescriptions! So? It's like havin' my name written, A(Uh), Top A drug's Infested hit list, Being served up, As it's next, Socially acceptable victim, Just, One quick hit an boom, I then begin to distance, As soon as my Symptoms, Start too driftin', Peeling off the visuals, Which once showed sickness, Especially when them drugs, Break skin, an begin, ta, Reach in- -ward depths of, This metabolistic's system. Shit! I MEAN just, Turn sit an listen, ta, This stupendous confliction, Born outta internal friction, That I just depicted, Bein' caused by this mental illness, Layin' in wake ta bare witness, ta, This never endin' cycle of, Self-tormenting infliction, That I self-induced, Just ta get the quick fix, Notion, of ridiculement an judgment, I adjusted, I just, Wanted ta need it, Instead of listenin', To the warning this brain it heeded, Like a becon, I depleted, I no longer see it, Where's a light house when you need it? Is the coast clear, Or, Do I tread these ocean waters even deeper? Or, Do I risk letting, an feedin', These coral reefs a-board this shipwreck as bottom feeders, Just ta, Set these two feet-here, On land when I already feel so defeated? This weakness, I already see it, yet, I don't free it.... can you hear it? See it? Mean it? The words that touch you to I there so conceded, The connect weakened yet completed, so just feed it, And know, no monster nor demon, will ever be able to compete too defeat it,