Was chained to that orange strip, call it my crutch,

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Was chained to that orange strip, call it my crutch,

Was chained to that orange strip, call it my crutch, Now I’m breakin’ the bond, but it hurts too much. Cold sweats, goosebumps, legs won’t quit, Anxiety climbin’, can’t sit, can’t sit. Restless nights, heart poundin’ through my chest, Mind racin’ miles while I beg for rest. [Verse 2] Muscles achin’, bones on fire, Feelin’ every inch of my past desire. Chills then heat, sweatin’ through the sheet, Body sayin’ “quit,” but my heart won’t retreat. Stomach twistin’, can’t eat, can’t think, Depression like a wave, tryin’ not to sink. Cryin’ for a peace that I never knew, Faith in God, yeah, that’s pullin’ me through. Yawns won’t stop, pupils wide, Clock tick slow, can’t run, can’t hide. But every sunrise means one more win, Detox demons—y’all can’t get in. --- [Hook] I was bound, but I’m breakin’ free, Shakin’ these chains that were stranglin’ me. Suboxone got me feelin’ like I lost my soul, Now I’m takin’ it back, one day, one goal. --- [Bridge] Runnin’ through fire but I ain’t goin’ back, No more scripts, no more traps. Tremors, tears, every sleepless night— That’s the price of reclaimin’ my life. --- [Outro] So if you’re in that storm, I see you clear, You’re not weak, you’re just fightin’ fear. Hold that line till the pain turns thin— ‘Cause freedom feels better than any high ever did.

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