Alcoholics Anonymous is for quitters
They take your heart, your soul, your bottle, your will
They preach abstinence from the drug that lets me escape
So I drop my glass and pick up the pill
Last week I took valium and things turned for the worse
Sadly, I lost my abilitytosleep
In aweirdcrazykindofway thatcausedeverything aroundme to
Goveryfast melding future andpast into onetense
Then Isprintedandskipped downto 5thandMain
Grabbedan ounceof marijuana andstarted to smoke
Ended up eating...fourteeen burgers, bro
And dude, hehe, I was laughing at things that weren’t even joookes.
Stoned out of my mind, and jonesing for more
I popped some X and turned on my screen
I saw bodies writhing and acts of depravity
A fantasy film for my drug-induced scene
Then I saw Cage in Leaving Las Vegas
Farley and Belushi and lives of destruction
Watched Ledger destroy himself behind a colored mask
Then started to reduce my life of reduction.
Today I am sober, the bottle on the shelf
And AA is merely a place to find friends
Debauchery and escape are no longer my needs
A toast to you Traxisk for this is the end.