the addict mind is wonderful an weird place 

its as fearfull as erratic 

its jealous and loving 

its where he madnes lives and grows 

for when focus and presant its a previlge to be hold 

but under the influance of the emeny 

he or she may exploded 

and like a explosion there will be troube and there will be rumble 

for a addiction its a breast that fly so high only to catch you on the way 

not only cant we control this breast we tuant it 

we put are self here at the feet off a war we know we only face defeat 

but like a boxer we wont quit we keep swing 

swing for one last hit hoping we hit 

dreaming og the days these shot would land 

 but its over 

over after the crowd who cheeer you have gone 

long gone is the jobs and oppuirty 

long gone are the mates and last gone is the family 

unlike are a boxer there no gorry for the addict no sweet retried 

but he can threw the towl in 

he can knuclke down 

become humble 

admit this isnt working 

for when the realizion comes 

change afoot 

the once beating boxer begins the rebuild its time to win 

win back the life adddiction has stolen 

if its only the addict we can win a fight by admit he can take no more