Borrowed Standards - Human

Was it powder, was it vapour
When you put it in yer face
Did you have to ask your brother
For the rent you spent away
Did you use the sink to piss
Or did you just stay in your room
You never liked the way
Normal people looked at you
You can't afford your own love
So you sell out your wounds
To any kind of chemical
That tricks you into thinking you're you
Find it in a bottle
Find it in a pipe
Don't you know that your own arms
Can keep you warm at night
Never risk 'em noticing
You weren't really up for the fight
You never liked the way
Normal people would always do right
But you held it with such grandeur
Yeah, you held it with esteem
The way you hold that substance
That's been killing all your dreams
You lost your mind in August
But you found it in the spring
Just altered and diminished
Of all its capacity
You could not afford your own love
So you sold out yer wounds
To any kind of chemical
That made you feel human

Written by:
Dylan Csincsa

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