Walking out to a beaming light,
With a heart full of gold;
but he's in needs of highs,
addiction is a disease;
but he believed a lie ,

and so he thought,
he will run away;
run away from here,

goes to the bathroom;
and rolls that bill,
won't let the opportunity pass you;
for just another thrill,

its been a day
of managing pain
and sent him to his grave
but this is the way
he is,

Waking up...