If you had a choice to get rid Of one problem that creates many more Would you? Or would you choose to continue Your storm mowing down Everything on your path Like a tornado that never stops Blaming the ones who Ran for shelter Leaving the innocent Gripping for ways to cope With what's left plus Tons of pressure this way doesn't Form diamonds Too many who are scared to Do what seems to be common sense Lose it all to an addiction that Takes your last dime, time, Has you standing in lines, even Climbing more mountains risking It all is your pleasure it's your purpose Why don't you leave cause staying It just hurts us more than you dying On the floor or leaving just to come back High so we see you even lower than The day before. Same old story with the same ending and the flesh is cool to the touch the heart isn't beating., walking zombies looking for the next bite. If it's me or you We gonna fight. Me or you? Did I get that question right? It's me till I'm old brittle and thin I get to choose what parasitic idiot knows I exist The Wolf in me has to have order or I'll Bite and bite Give me full disclosure Sign on the dotted line.