feel like I'm relapsing panic attacks and collapsing back to back nights smokin in my car bad habits gotta get through em old mes creepin I'm tryna fight it alcohol and drugs help ignite it but it feels so god damn good being trapped by my demons dark side seepin dark side creepin in ans invasive thoughts help ignite it up late night smokin black n milds to understand my pain youd have to walk a mile no matter where I was I was never there always in my head hitting up girls being left on read panic attacks and depression felt like it defined me I got through it started staying up all night doing drugs and hanging out with wannabe thugs get home at 5:30 when and waking up at 7 for school traded my xbox for xanax I was a mess had parents checks had drugs cops came in almost got arrested I was numb put on probation for 6 months 100 hours community service wondering what was my purpose never know how small you feel when the odds stacked against you my back was against the wall but I got through it but the old me is when I felt like me but it didnt feel like it was what was best for me or my family lately my demons been closin in dark side been chosen but I'm relapsin panic attacks and collapsin dark side seepin in dark side creepin in