Slogging through withdrawal
Automatically I gotta clench my jaw
It’s the law; it’s a lotta not knowing who to call
When you fall; like a toddler not growing up to crawl
Hit a wall; it’s a non-stop

Slog through withdrawal
Hesitation is my major fatal flaw
Call a draw; inhalation making me into its thrall
Can’t recall what prerequisites I meant to uninstall
Fuck em all; hit the chop shop

Can’t unearth the reason I seem to need to smoke
So I tend to reflect the question with an anecdote or joke
But the fact is that behind all that deflection that I spoke
Wanna drinknfucknsmoke untill my bank account’s broke

Doesn’t really matter whether it’s tobacco or weed
It’s difficult to function without the combustion that I need
Take heed though cuz once you find yourself doing the deed
Every scene in your feed happens at the wrong speed

So I agreed to get clean and retire the paraphernalia
Even though it’ll probably kill me like an animal from Australia
And then I found a way that the capitalist system can fail ya
To get your meds you gotta suck a pharmacist’s genitalia

Iggy Azalea I ain’t but that’s okay by me
I’m trying to write lyrics with untreated ADHD
Coming down off amphetamines and THC
Trying to be the best me I can possibly be

Slogging through withdrawal
Automatically I gotta clench my jaw
It’s the law; it’s a lotta not knowing who to call
When you fall; like a toddler not growing up to crawl
Hit a wall; it’s a non-stop

Slog through withdrawal
Hesitation is my major fatal flaw
Call a draw; inhalation making me into its thrall
Can’t recall what prerequisites I meant to uninstall
Fuck em all; hit the chop shop

As I withdraw I usually convert from verbose to terse
And my anger response to every stimulus gets worse
Staying sober offers up a lotta blessings with a curse
So I’m coping with the worst parts dispersed in a verse

I rehearse telling myself it’s not as bad as it seems
Until the object of my obsession appears unwanted in my dreams
And repeats every sleep along with violent recurring themes
I have to go to extremes to avoid bursting at the seams

Nasty memes keep on running through my wide-awake mind
I wrestle demons privately to keep the outside kind
But unfortunately for my associates most of the time I find
Being nice isn’t a quality I was innately assigned

So I wind myself up trying to make it through the craving
Without caving or regretting the way that I’m behaving
I’m saving us from the substances to which I’ve been slaving
And creating safe spaces in the path that I’ve been paving

Slogging through withdrawal
Automatically I gotta clench my jaw
It’s the law; it’s a lotta not knowing who to call
When you fall; like a toddler not growing up to crawl
Hit a wall; it’s a non-stop

Slog through withdrawal
Hesitation is my major fatal flaw
Call a draw; inhalation making me into its thrall
Can’t recall what prerequisites I meant to uninstall
Fuck em all; hit the chop shop