Think It Through Testo

Watching your life whither awayYour aspirations as well
I'm not trying to say
What's wrong or right
Nor am i telling you what to do
But when it comes to getting
Fucked up every night
You might want to think it through
Escaping reality is your intention
But the drug has become your cell
Don't tell me you've got a handle
On what's got a hold of you
For the minimal times i find you straight
Tell me that's just not true
So you do it every now and then
Or at least that's what you say