Angels

Angels - Tom MacDonald

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It's not the liquor I'm addicted to, it's feeling brave

The feeling of not feeling the pain

I've been on and off the bottle, I put Oxys up my nostrils, believe me

You do anything to breathe before you suffocate

I couldn't stop it, staying clean was not an option

I was tryna be myself, but being me was such a problem

I just wanted to be Thomas, but Thomas was at the bottom of a hole he dug

And getting comfortable inside a coffin, ayy

He locked in and swallowed the key, caught up, forgot all his dreams

Robbed at a common, became embalmed in a toxic routine