loose leaves, pulled sleeve, forced dream 
 pills popped, head nod, doze off, blown steam 
 wish granted, along the walls, head planted 
 can't stand it, Vicodin to the lips, body meets mattress 

 shaking, voice breaking 
 researching the cause and effect, to access the risks taking 
 not worth it, pain worded, and the [bad word] blurted 
 mom understands, but can't erase the problems postmortem 

 pause, and think about the lives lost 
 to kids who failed to kick the habit, didn't think of cost 
 to men who had responsibilities, stood up and walked 
 all for an escape leading to a hazy fog 

 Bridge: 

 what I touch made me feel wasted, gone and forgotten 
 from the bottom of my heart, made me feel rotten 

 Hook: 

 another bowl packed, another pill popped 
 another lost kid, another heart stops 
 another drop out, another failed job 
 another future gone, just the same old song 

 Verse Two: (Habbit) 

 Never touched Mary Jane, well, I did that night, 
 She made me feel so high, then I fell with a fright, 
 The feeling took control, grasped my brain, held on tight, 
 Became a repetitive thought, giving reasons to take flight. 

 Stop attending school, all my drive disappeared, 
 Failed classes, lost contact with people I called my peers, 
 My parents were disappointed, became their worst fear, 
 Traded my pipe for a pen, and I ended up here. 

 Smoke has drifted away, I can see clear, 
 Only addicted to the beats that are playing in my ears, 
 I took the better route, now I can stand up straight, 
 I'm just happy my parents will see me graduate. 

 Bridge: 

 what I touch made me feel wasted, gone and forgotten 
 from the bottom of my heart, made me feel rotten 

 Hook: 

 another bowl filled, another pill popped 
 another lost kid, another heart stops 
 another drop out, another failed job 
 another future gone, just the same old song