cocaine & cyanide

I lost all my money playing poker at the table

Another shot of whiskey to feel alright to keep me stable

I guess it never seemed to hard for me to cut the cable

The thought of losing everything was always just too painful

Self sabotaging every word i spoke to you

Misdiagnosing all the subtle little clues

Dissociating every moment can't refuse

Constantly waiting for a serotonin boost

Never been the best at talking 'bout how I'm feeling

Rather lie awake, watch the fan go round the ceiling

I've always known that somethings wrong but never wanna hear it