Addicts in the Attic

Teaching acrobatics to the addicts in the attic and I panic while they are at it cos I’m also an addict I

Took a couple a pills she like here you go sunny now I’m speeding like a sonic

I need a Dasani I

ain’t even been out in days

way too sunny outside I

lost track of how many days

Cos It feels so good inside I’m

Addicted to my magic

Fantasy and addicts

Do you want some shrooms

Go ahead and add it

I feel so static

Stuck in time on dime

Turpentine on mind

Slippery slope to the end of the line

Baking soda bout to cook half a pint

Gotta feed the addicts in the attic of mine

Addicts in the attic

heavy on my memory

But I keep on adding

Till I feel head is free

No it’s not a habit

Mind so strong need atrophy

I can keep on grinding

Till I get my entry fee