Addicts from Versions by Pear

Hide from your soul
Gold beaten cold
The eaten clean black
A sorrow they laughed at
Burning brown holes
Stale smoke mould
Coated dust nose
White contrast
Shows, wreckage you're in,
Eyes like ruin,
Promised you'd go
To someone who'd cure it, but I
I'm sick of lies,
I'm sick of,
Time passing by
Like life, you've nothing to do with

Vacancies spread
From a bottle to a bed
With clothes half off
The door half closed and
Prophecies wrote
Hey god I'm gold
But when you're dope
You'll believe anything
Like, I'll get better soon
I'm promising you
So misleading
When you love an addict
One of too few,
Of the ones that I knew
Told her I had had it
She needs to kick the habit
It's so hard so to do
She cried at me too
I'm aware, I no longer care
We're both worse for the wear
Worn out hurt
I've worn out my compassion
I'm always left burnt
I'll no longer have it
"Don't leave me
Please
We need you
We do
To come through
Don't leave us please
We need you
To come through"

Don't leave me please
We need you, we do

• Acoustic
• Ireland