I had an addiction to tobacco smoke

Breathed in flames that made me choke

As I robbed myself of the youthful glow

Before I had a chance to let it grow old


I drowned in a bottle of ‘water of life.’

Educated by alcoholics who taught us right

Stumbled home, wandered alone at night

Trying not to let demons inside take flight


I lost myself in copious pornography

Drowned in the art of elicit photography

Made myself believe, women were the property

Of men who would never treat them properly


But you made me want to pick up another vice

There’s fun, and then there’s everything nice

Sugar and spice has nothing on bitter and spite

Don’t make me apologise for these things I despise


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