Addiction is Pain

(Intro)




Check, listen...
Sometimes you’re walking a path where the walls start closing in,
Where you think, "I can handle this," but no—even I can die, that thought slowly pierced my mind.
Your heart skips extra beats, the rhythms out of sync.
Standing on the edge, searching for a way out of that powerless feeling.
'Cause mama was sick, leukemia—that’s what they told me.
Started numbing that pain with substances until fate struck its blow.


(Verse 1)
Let’s be real, the road was pitch black and deep,
Lost in the haze while the world was calling your name.
Nose full of coke, lungs grey from the smoke,
Drowning in hard liquor, it was a deadly freakshow.
And then came the hit, the news that shattered it all:
Mom was sick, leukemia, the world collapsed, I stood still while the world kept spinning, the powerlessness taking over.
The stress ate me alive while she lay there dying.
And I went harder than ever, lost the last scraps of self-respect.
More sniffing, more drinks, to numb the pain—snorting like a madman, six grams a day!
While the snake under the grass, that infarct in my chest, started to crawl.


(Verse 2)
Walked with it for three days, ignored the sting in my arm, the pressure on my chest.
While death breathed down my neck, week after week.
Finally, after three days, at the assistant’s office, heart rhythm checked.
She looked at the lines, but the gravity didn't hit.
"Go home," she said—that mistake was almost fatal!
Sat on the couch again, stuck in my own story, thinking: "See, nothing’s wrong."
Joint in my hand, about to light it up.
Then the phone rang and the truth hit like a bomb! It was reality after all!
The doctor on the line: "Stay right where you are,
The ambulance is on its way."
The cold sweat broke out and panic took hold.


(Chorus)
Three days on the clock, from the abyss to the light,
From an operating table to a smile on your face.
It’s more than just doctors, more than pills in a box,
It’s the power of connection, the love that I chose.
No pacemaker needed anymore, the tech is set aside,
'Cause miracles happened through the One watching over us.


(Verse 3)
Looked my boys in the eyes, I said: "Fellas, this goes deep.
I need a favor, something I’ve never asked before."
Asked them to pray, even though they knew no church,
They didn’t believe in dogmas, but they believed in my work.
Seventy-two hours long, hope hung there in the air.
The blow, the coke, the drinks—all out, finally it worked this way.
The doctors scratching their heads: "How did these numbers turn around?"
The storm of addiction has finally blown over.


(Outro)
Three days... that’s all it took.
No more coke, just recovery in every step.
Keep this course now, keep breathing that clean air.
My heart is mine, fueled by the people who embrace me.
Respect for the struggle. It could only happen this way.
The pacemaker is gone, the real power is inside me—done with the drugs, I’ve got my own life back.


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