Things are addicting 

When your're alive and living 

I crave attention and appraisal from friends 

But when I find these things near me 

I f*** things up and they end 

I'm addicted to laughter and TV and music,

To mac & cheese, nuggets, and fries

Addiction is a disease 

Like a leash, it tethers you

Whoever says otherwise lies

I'm addicted to weed

I smoke every day

I'm addicted to my pills but don't take them 

When the time comes to give up my vices 

I come up with excuses to say 

I'm addicted to picking 

My scalp, cheeks, and lashes 

It hurts but I like the tears in my eyes

Addiciton is a disease 

That creeps up and controls you

Whoever says otherwise lies

I'm addicted to cutting 

Just a slight tear in my skin 

I do it to feel alive 

But when I'm addicted 

It gets kind of scary

Because I start to feel little inside 

Addiciton is a disease 

It's a change in the neurons and mind 

Not something to get over 

Whoever says otherwise lies 

I'm addicted to death 

thoughts of murder, torture, and crime

With each growing instance

I'm exposed to such images 

I wonder when it will be my time 

My addiction is growing 

With obsessions of darkness and death 

and with each urging thought 

To come through my addicted mind 

I wonder what I might do next