NowHere - Creative Drug lyrics

I'm not allowed to miss anyone I willingly left I thrive and I'm alone and right now I'm vigorous I have eyes for everyone and I write in lines of d** cause I use you like I use this To hide from the light an' moon like an addict so please, so please, so please so please let me wipe my feet off on your cheek before I enter your open mind which just so happens to be an open wound and just so happens to be just for me and I just so happen to forget what happens to you when you figure out that you're being used The lightbulb always comes too late, like I've already burned my escape - an escaped - I never asked for this cape to be pinned to my back but covers up the finger nail graves and I like the way that makes me feel so I let you let me keep it intact Dressing up my feelings as fact you slip the black mask over my face thats when I learned that great minds think alike but bad minds think exactly the same we used each other in bad taste and I can't change, you can't change you can't change, you can't change and I can't change your mind, but I can change your clothes and I can't make things right but I can get close I told myself to never write about love, I told myself to stick to what I know the more I learn, the more I learn how much I don't My desire to create and get higher suppreses my urge to want to die right here, to die right now I want to bury my pain into something and someone else I'm always looking for an outlet a being or thing to love a new outlet for my suffering chopping up the latest creative drug and I take it to the brain when I breathe it in the steam, the trip, the energy I get, it's only for one moment it's strange using your arm like an 8-ball and using you like a one night stand and most people won't understand that my dayjob is rehab and I don't wanna be sober I don't wanna get to know her I just wanna unknow myself and be reminded later it's always darkest before the dawn but it's darker with sungla**es on but I wear 'em on in inside because when I create I'm an insomniac and everyone thinks I'm on crack but f** it what's the difference? Dependence is dependence, it depends on the way you look at it An addict is an addict and I can't live without it, I don't know how to live without it I don't know how to function I'm not somewhere that I haven't been and I'm not good at being home, and I'm not good at sitting still and my soul has ADHD and I'm definitely mentally ill and I don't have a prescription for script, I can fill it out for myself the street runs for street d** and I think think this street leads straight to hell and I'm on a streak of losing so inevitably time will tell But I'll tell that I'm telling you that I really don't miss my old self Or any of the ones that have abused me because I'm not allowed to I left 'em so willingly