Testo Addiction

I'm strung out and I'm sentimental
on Blackfriars Bridge
hoping that it's all over.
Check my pulse to see
if I'm still living
‘cause I feel death closer.

My racing mind my bloodshot eyes
tell the truth or end up in despair.
My fucking pain
it's easy to see
that is my cross to bear.

I hit rock bottom,
but that was where I stalled ‘em.
Now I need to get myself in line.
I hit rock bottom,
but now I'm back at them
Taking each day at a time.

This is holiness,
This, my alibi. This is addiction,
This is my last try.

Lost count of how many times
I cried out for help
said I needed a doctor.
Check me in
And I'll check out
‘Cause I'm fucked going over and over.

My racing mind
my bloodshot eyes
tell the truth or end up in despair.
My fucking pain
it's easy to see
that is my cross to bear.

I hit rock bottom,
but that was where I stalled ‘em.
Now I need to get myself in line.
I hit rock bottom,
but now I'm back at them
Taking each day at a time.

This is holiness,
This, my alibi.
This is addiction,
This is my last try.

This is holiness,
This, my alibi.
This is addiction,
This is my last try.

This is holiness,
This, my alibi.
This is addiction,
This is my last try.

This is holiness,
This, my alibi.
This is addiction,
This is my last try.

This is holiness,
This, my alibi.
This is addiction,
This is my last try.

This is holiness,
This, my alibi.
This is addiction,
This is my last try.