• I have a little drug that many don't know about
    This secret little drug I can't live without
    The name of it has been heard many time before
    But most don't understand it,make fun of it,or choose to ignore

    This drug of mine is more common than most think
    It's hard to stop even with the help of friends,family,and even a shrink
    Though help is rarely chosen as an approach for most
    It's as deadly as an overdose

    My drug leaves painful memories and unforgivable marks
    But it leaves us feeling like we're flying with sparks
    We adore the aftermath but hide it from others
    Yes that includes strangers,family,friends,and lovers

    We get different reactions from those who figure it out
    It may differ from fear and pain to accusing shouts
    But in the end they're all the same
    Worried,scared,pissed,disgusted,shamed

    People think they understand and act as if they know
    But they won't even be close unless they have the same marks to show
    This drug of mine lets me paint pictures in red
    But if I'm not careful or go too far I can end up dead

    We have to watch where and what we paint
    Since we can't erase a line even if it's something faint
    That's all the clues for now
    Anymore would give it away and that's not allowed

    Did you figure it out?
    Maybe you've been or are on the same route
    Everyone has their own little drug,what's yours?
    Do people know or are you still hiding behind closed doors?

    Come out from hiding and see if they can figure it out
    You might feel better and find others who are traveling on the same route
    It's time we told them and removed the masks
    Instead of waiting for them to notice and take the time to ask.