Barely 9 o’clock

Too early to sleep

I’m climbing the walls

Tryin to fight these withdrawals

Wishing I felt more complete

Dreams turn to nightmares

See monsters each night

They’re under my bed

Tryin to get in my head

And I’m much too tired to fight

Restless and pacing

And watching the clock

But I’m a crippled man

Tryin so hard to stand

Prayin that God makes it stop

No doctor to save me

I feel so unwell

I can’t do it no more

Tryin each day to score

So I can see heaven then hell

This torture’s relentless

Agony leave me be

If I shut my eyes

For the last time tonight

Will I open them up and be free?

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