TURN TO DUST

It seems like everything I touch will turn to dust
It's a fight with the devil and I know that I must
I gotta keep on going, gotta always fight
To see more birthdays
Cry today, break down tomorrow
Drown in a bottle of alcohol and sorrow
Zipping up my whole regrets
Smoking all of my regrets
I'm getting this off my chest tonight
I don't wanna see my girlfriend cry
Trying to survive through this life
Trying to survive through addiction, it's hard
And she knows it well herself
All of my friends mostly did it too
We all hurt, and fucked up and we all traumatized
We never went to therapy like we should
Everything we touch turns to dirt and soot
Ashes to ashes, we all fall down
It seems like everything I touch will turn to dust
It's a fight with the devil and I know that I must
I gotta keep on going, gotta always fight
To see more birthdays
Cry today, break down tomorrow
Drown in a bottle of alcohol and sorrow
Zipping up my whole regrets
Smoking all of my regrets
But the pills, but the pills, but the pills
Always killing my brain
And the chills, and the chills, I always get it every day
Goosebumps on my arms, yeah
Sound the alarms, yeah
Think that there's a fire, think it's a burglary
The demons are breaking in again
Oh, they're kicking up in again
I feel the drugs kicking in again
Oh, I'm feeling so good again
I'm off of all of my medicine
And I'm relapsing, relapsing, relapsing
Relapsing, relaxing, I'm losing traction
It seems like everything I touch will turn to dust
It's a fight with the devil and I know that I must
I gotta keep on going, gotta always fight
To see more birthdays
Cry today, break down tomorrow
Drown in a bottle of alcohol and sorrow
Zipping up my whole regrets
Smoking all of my regrets