D Tox – Writers Block Lyrics
Lyrics
Verse 1
- Say what you like about me, it doesn't matter
- Like children cold at home beaten getting battered
- Im gonna strike back violently
- Overdosing and dying couldn't even silence me
- Clawing onto to dreams of being sane within insanity
- Seems far-fetched, ive had an old best friend killed over drug debt
- Maybe it was something else, maybe we will never know
- The haunting of a ghost all's i know it want no cry for help
- Wonder why my tracks are always angry full of vulgar shit
- My life's been FUCKED.. ive never really coped with it
- Ii tired to numb myself with drugs n drink it never works
- Killing off my organs as my family were getting hurt
- Until one day i heard a beat and then it clicked
- Put down the powder, find the peace within my music
- I wrote my feelings on a page and then it came to light
- Not saying im The Fray.. But it showed how to save a life
- I lay awake at night, haunetd while your all asleep
- penning down pages of tales as a demon speaks
- Its speech i cant describe, crying as I
- Plead with it to stop speaking
- The lights starts to flicker and the floorboards start creaking
- a mirror shatters as my heart beats hard beating out of my best
- but that's what happens when you talk to the dead.
Chorus
- You call it writers block, i call it therapy
- These voices in my head will defo be the death of me
- You call it writers block, i call it therapy
- These voices in my head will defo be the defo be the..
- You call it writers block, i call it therapy
- These voices in my head will defo be the death of me
- You got this writers block, im in a cemetery
- Talking to the dead and i will tell you what they said to me.
Verse 2
- I sit paralytic, fitting in a skip of needles
- Thinking am i fucking crazy or just evil
- I see dead friends and enemies alive
- They chose to come and visit when im coming off a high and thats why
- 99% of the time you'll catch me dribbling
- covered in piss, yacking up sick
- ask my name i would say or know what mother fucking year it is
- I numb my senses so i couldn't care or hear your shit
- Yo i sniff drugs n smoke to escape
- Rob other peoples money and then go and get blazed
- I havent got job and na, nor do my mates
- We just leach of society, trust were not phased
- living this life of a hood rat, life of a scum bag
- fist fights for 5ths of a J or the last drag
- Steal off my own gran to feed the habit
- Oh the joy of a life of a lost teenage drug addict
- We would steam K and sniff it by the gram line
- While hacking at a kilo of methedrone... mad times
- Black bags of cannabis, littering the mans flat
- Druggies taken over now hes fucked and his flats trashed
- On my hands crawling over smashed glass and fag butts
- Look around the room to see, lost souls and mad cunts
- I don't belong here, i sniff drugs to dull the voices
- Nightmarish visions followed by strange noises
- I swear every time i grow a little sober
- An atmosphere appears and the room it gets colder
- Voices start t talk to me, telling me that nows time
- Grab a knife what's life im better off without mine..