UNTIL THE DRUGS ARE DOING YOU Verse 1 Everybody loves a little miracle until it learns your name. Heaven doesn’t always enter through doors you think to blame. Sometimes mercy comes in capsules, small enough to hide. Funny how the things that save you are sometimes suicide. I said, “I’ve still got both hands on the wheel.” The road didn’t argue. It just kept getting narrower. ──────── Pre-Chorus It never broke the window. It used the front door key. By the time I called it danger— it was calling itself me. ──────── Chorus Until the drugs are doing you. Until your shadow won’t come through. You swear you’re still the one in charge— the strings just learned to hide. Until the drugs are doing you. They finish every sentence too. You think you’re holding onto them… They’re holding onto you. Until the drugs are doing you… ──────── Verse 2 Every promise had an asterisk too small for hope to read. Every “just this once” already knew where it would lead. I became a ventriloquist, throwing someone else’s voice. Funny how addiction always lets you think you made the choice. I watched mirrors lose their memory. My own face stopped recognizing me. ──────── Pre-Chorus The chain was never heavy. That’s why I wore it proud. No one notices a prison when it whispers instead of shouts. ──────── Chorus Until the drugs are doing you. Until they borrow every room. You wake up looking for yourself inside somebody new. Until the drugs are doing you. Every goodbye comes overdue. You keep calling it survival— while survival’s leaving you. Until the drugs are doing you… ──────── Bridge I wasn’t chasing heaven. I was bargaining with sleep. Trading every future version for one more night I didn’t have to be me. Nobody vanishes all at once. You disappear in perfect handwriting. One signature. One silence. One prescription at a time. ──────── Final Chorus Until the drugs are doing you. Until they know your body too. They wear your smile. They speak your name. They answer when you’re called. Until the drugs are doing you. There’s almost nothing left to lose— except the quiet little stranger who still believed tomorrow could be different. Until the drugs are doing you… ──────── Outro Nobody wakes up wanting to disappear. They just keep saying, “One more.” Until it’s the drugs asking you. Until it’s the drugs doing you.
