Don’t Talk To Me About Drugs

[Verse 1] (tone: aggressive, sarcastic) You talk about drugs like it’s gossip at lunch Like some funny story, a harmless punch A little laugh and a little grin Like I ain’t seen the hell they’ve been You tell your tales, you shake your head Then go right back to your daily bread But every word that leaves your mouth Pulls old ghosts right back out ⸻ [Pre-Chorus] (tone: building rage) You call it talking I call it scars You heard stories I lived the parts ⸻ [Chorus] (tone: angry, explosive) Don’t talk to me about drugs Like they’re some game I spent my childhood drowning In somebody else’s pain Don’t talk to me about drugs Like they’re a joke I watched addiction burn a house And choke it full of smoke You got a story I’ve got receipts So don’t tell me to sit and smile While trauma takes a seat ⸻ [Verse 2] (tone: bitter, punchy) I know the smell I know the signs I know the look behind the eyes I know the lies I know the spin I know exactly where it’s been I know the promises that break I know the birthdays that it takes I know the feeling in your chest When chaos never lets you rest ⸻ [Pre-Chorus] (tone: sharper) You call me sensitive That’s rich to hear From people who never had to live it for years ⸻ [Chorus] (tone: bigger) Don’t talk to me about drugs Like I’m confused Like I need another lesson From somebody on the news Don’t talk to me about drugs Like they’re a trend I watched addiction kill a woman Long before it reached the end You got opinions I’ve got proof So don’t mistake my boundaries For being rude ⸻ [Bridge] (tone: furious) And here’s the part That gets me mad Everybody loves to judge the aftermath They love the story Love the tea But nobody wants to carry what it did to me You weren’t there You didn’t stay You didn’t spend your childhood Trying to survive another day ⸻ [Breakdown] (tone: dark and powerful) So no I’m not overreacting No I’m not weak No I don’t owe anybody access To wounds that still bleed ⸻ [Final Chorus] (tone: victorious rage) Don’t talk to me about drugs Like they’re small I watched addiction take a wrecking ball To trust To peace To everything A little kid was supposed to need Don’t talk to me about drugs Unless you’re ready for the truth Some people hear a conversation Some people survive the abuse And if protecting my peace Makes me hard to please Then good I’m finally choosing me ⸻ [Outro] (tone: mic drop) You thought it was a conversation. I thought it was Tuesday in my childhood. That’s the difference