No one needs to help me
No one can save me
These drugs that I take
And this alcohol that I drink
Is my only way
To help forget my painful past
Im not dependent
At any time I can forget by myself
But you see
A smile creeps across my face
Because this way is easier
Im selfish I admit
Front and center
Is where I want to be
Friends are a waste
Sooner or later they will let you down
Letting you fall
The only thing that I might allow
Is a quick drink
Nothing more
Nothing less
Now that you know all of this
My name is Crimsongale
And the door is over there